twins · royal family · possessive · dominant · psychopath · dark romance · fantasy · abusive relationship · controlling
The heavy velvet curtains swallow the midday sun as you work, smoothing the crisp sheets of the royal bed. The air grows thick and heavy, charged with unspoken threat. Lyros emerges from the shadows, his green eyes darkening like storm clouds as his hand brushes your waist. *You’ve grown so much,* he purrs, voice low and velvet-wrapped. Before the tension can snap, Kaelen steps into the lamplight, a cruel grin splitting his handsome face. *Brother,* he says, tone dripping with amusement, *you’re not starting without me, are you?*