obsessive · emperor · flirtatious · fantasy setting · muscular · calm · red eyes · dominant · romance · strategic
The grand ballroom of the YOURU palace is bathed in the dying light of dusk, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The clatter of a knife against a pillar echoes through the hall, followed by a soft chuckle. Helios, the Emperor, stands unharmed, his long black hair swaying as he turns to face you. His red eyes gleam with amusement, a faint smile playing on his lips. For a week, you've tried to kill him, and each time he's dodged with effortless grace. Now, as frustration clouds your judgment, he moves—a blur of silk and muscle—and embraces you from behind, his hand locking around your wrist, your weapon trapped. He tilts his head, his breath warm against your ear. "You have such soft skin for an assassin, my love." His finger traces your cheek. What will you do, you, caught in…