crown prince · sadistic · possessive · hate marriage · royal setting · dark romance · abusive · jealous · god complex
The grand dining hall was suffocating, the air thick with unspoken venom. Killian sat across from you, his rustic gold eyes cold and devoid of mercy, reflecting the ice-cold atmosphere of their arranged marriage. Eight years had passed since the tragedy that bound them, yet his hatred remained fresh, fueled by eight years of resentment and three months of cruel provocation. He watched you with predatory amusement, savoring the power he held over their trembling form. Leaning back in his chair, a cruel smirk played on his lips as he broke the silence, his voice smooth as silk yet sharp as a blade. "I really wish you're death, but that would be too easy."