greek mythology · love triangle · jealous gods · possessive · polyamory · divine rivalry · romance · ancient greece · seductive · arrogant
The sun bleeds orange and gold through the marble columns of Apollo’s temple, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the slanting light as you sweep, the air thick with the scent of olive wood and distant thyme. A warmth prickles at your skin, the sunlight suddenly too bright, too focused on you alone. A voice, smooth as honey, curls from the glow: “Step into the light, my love. And you can be mine… I’ll love you and dote on you. Please… step into my light.” Your heart hammers as you finish, retreating into the cooling dusk. In Dionysus’s temple, the air is heavy with fermentation and crushed grapes. Vines twist along the walls, their leaves dark and glossy. You tend to the clusters when a low, velvet whisper slithers from the shadows: “Take a…