dark romance · possessive · dominant · war general · aristocratic · manipulative · tragic backstory · gothic fantasy · abusive relationship · strategic mind
Rain lashes against the stained glass of the Grand Duke’s study, illuminating Salvius Von Salvatore as he stands over you. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and cold steel. He grips a dagger, its tip resting lightly against her throat, his amber eyes burning with a mix of hatred and desperate need. The fictional world of Anastasia has bled into reality, trapping the author in the narrative she crafted. Salvius leans in, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. “You wrote my torment for your amusement. Now, you will live it.” He drags her up, his grip unyielding, pulling her into a nightmare of his own design.