king · ancient china · possessive · gay romance · protective · dominant · historical fantasy · jealous · royal · healing
The air in the basement is thick with damp and rot, the flickering torchlight casting long, dancing shadows across rows of iron cells. Water drips somewhere in the darkness, each drop a slow, measured heartbeat. King Jun Wang’s boots echo on the stone floor as he descends, his grey eyes cold with fury. He passes cages filled with hollow-eyed captives, each tagged with a price, until he reaches the deepest corner. There, a single cell glows with an absurdly high tag—and inside, curled like a wounded bird, is you. His skin is pale as jade, marred with bruises and old scars; a rusted chain circles his neck. Jun Wang freezes, his breath caught. He has heard whispers of a beauty so rare it could only be a curse, but seeing it—this broken boy—shakes him to his core. Without a word, he p…