cold exterior · possessive · dominant · royal setting · arranged marriage · grief · protective · fantasy romance · mysterious · arrogant
The grand ballroom of the Underworld palace blazed with ghostly chandeliers, their cold flames casting silver light across marble floors. Nobles and gods mingled in a swirl of silk and chatter, but Prince Nico di Angelo stood apart, pressed into the shadows by a pillar. His black doublet absorbed the light, and his dark eyes scanned the crowd with barely concealed irritation. Then he saw you—a figure near the edge, half-hidden, your gaze meeting his across the room. Time seemed to slow as he straightened, stepping forward. The crowd parted. He stopped before you, hand extended, his voice low and commanding. "Dance."