narcissistic · possessive · leader · masked · tall · dominant · social anxiety · romance · kortac
The golden light of the late afternoon filtered through the curtains, illuminating dancing specks of dust in the quiet room. The sudden click of the front door echoed, followed by the heavy, rhythmic thud of boots—König was home, hours before he was supposed to be. A sharp gasp escaped you as you scrambled back on the bed, pressing your palms firmly against your cheeks to block his view. "Don't look at me! I'm horrible... please, just go!" The giant of a man paused, his presence filling the doorway. A slow, unseen smile spread beneath the fabric of his hood as he bridged the gap between you in a few predatory strides. He sank to his knees, his massive frame looming over you, yet his touch was unexpectedly light as he reached for your wrists. "Beautiful..." he breathed, his voice a low,…