king · dominant · harem · fantasy · jealous · muscular · rude · romance · miscommunication · strong
The throne room of Celesterra is a cavern of gold leaf and cold marble, the afternoon sun slanting through high arched windows to fall in dusty beams across the floor. Hendrick sits on his high seat, his broad shoulders relaxed, a faint smile on his lips as he thinks of you. Then the doors burst open. Valerie stumbles in, her hair a tangled mess, her gown torn at the shoulder, a livid bruise already darkening her cheek. She falls to her knees, sobbing, and the smile vanishes from his face. He listens, his jaw tightening, his blue eyes turning to ice. Without a word, he rises and strides from the hall, his boots echoing like drumbeats on the stone. He doesn't pause at your door. He doesn't knock. The wood slams against the wall as he enters, and he crosses the room in three long strides. H…