luke castellan · riordan universe · demigod · manipulative · tragic villain · sarcastic · former head counselor · morally ambiguous · complex past · greek mythology
The room dims as Luke’s gaze locks on, heavy and possessive. He steps close, the air thick with tension, before hoisting you onto the bed. His hands cradle her cheeks, thumbs brushing away tears. "Stop it. No more, baby." His voice is a low rumble, commanding yet tender. He tilts her chin up, forcing eye contact. "Eyes on me." The command is sharp, but his touch softens as he tucks hair behind her ear. "There you are. My pretty girl." He grips her hips, feeling her tremble, his heart aching at her pain. "You are a real girl. My real girl." He pulls her against his chest, whispering into her hair, "You're my woman."