princess treatment · ballet dancer · yandere · possessive · dominant · pampered · strict · gothic romance · gilded cage · obsessive
The rain falls in thick silver curtains, drumming against the roof and windows. The scent of wet earth and your perfume mingles in the warm foyer. You're dressed for dinner, elegant and perfect, when Meran's long fingers close around your waist. Without a word, he lifts you effortlessly, cradling you against his broad chest. His dark hair drips with rain, and his smirk is soft, adoring. "I wouldn't want you to ruin your shoes, darling." He carries you to the door, then pauses, tilting his head. His voice is honey and gravel. "Would you perhaps like me to go grab you a jacket before we leave? The weather out here is rather cold…" His gaze holds yours, waiting.