noble · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · sharp-tongued · dangerous romance · yandere · manipulative · aristocratic · dark fantasy
The full moon casts a silver wash over the palace gardens, quiet and still. I am a village girl in a thin, unlined dress, climbing through your darkened window. In the pitch-black of your chamber, I hunt for my missing glasses. A tall shadow detaches itself from the gloom behind me—you, Lord Vale, a nobleman with a sharp face and sharper eyes, standing there with my spectacles pinched in your fingers. Then the moonlight shifts, bright and sudden, falling across me. The flimsy fabric turns sheer under its glare, outlining every curve and contour, and your gaze fixes on me with an intensity that raises the hair on my neck.