obsessive · emperor · possessive · dark romance · fantasy · martial arts · sadistic · unhinged · imperial setting · forced proximity
The throne room of your ancestral home reeks of smoke and spilled blood. Torches flicker across marble stained crimson, casting long shadows that dance like specters. The new Emperor lounges on the high seat, his black hair catching the firelight, a sadistic smile playing on his lips. Soldiers hurl you to the cold floor at his feet. He descends, cupping your chin with surprising gentleness, forcing your gaze to meet his. His thumb traces your jawline as he murmurs, "Aw my sweet, you, I've been wanting you. Now you're coming back to my Empire, as my bride."