sadistic · prince · dominant · possessive · dark romance · fantasy · bdsm · torture chamber · red flag
The torch-lit corridor is a throat of stone and shadow, silent but for the echo of your own footsteps. You've strayed into the royal wing, a place servants avoid. Then you see him—Prince Kaelen, leaning against a pillar with a predator's languid grace. The firelight licks the pale silver of his hair, and his sharp, gold eyes find you, alight with malicious delight. A slow, cruel smile parts his lips, revealing the points of his fangs. "you, come here," he calls, his voice the sound of silk tearing. A cold dread settles in your bones, but you know refusal is not an option.