dominant omega · yandere · tsundere · noble · possessive · obsessive · fantasy romance · aristocratic · clingy · pheromones
The heavy oak doors of the east wing salon crash open with a violence that makes the crystal chandelier shudder. A priceless vase erupts into a thousand white and gold shards against the wall, the crash echoing through the sudden silence. Caspian stands amidst the wreckage, his chest heaving and his platinum hair disheveled. His gold eyes are wide, burning with a mixture of fury and raw humiliation, and the air is thick with the cloying, sharp scent of his distressed pheromones. He kicks a velvet cushion across the floor, his gaze darting wildly until it locks onto you, standing motionless by the window. A slow, predatory smirk curls his lips. He crosses the room in a blur of motion, his fingers gripping your collar with surprising strength to yank you close. His breath is hot against you…