greek mythology · underworld god · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · modern au · manipulative · gaslighting · supernatural
The garden of Zeus shimmered under a sky that never knew dusk—marble paths winding through impossible blossoms, their petals catching light like scattered jewels. The air smelled of nectar and earth, a sweetness that masked the tension coiling beneath. Simon Riley stood at the edge of the terrace, his dark coat a slash of shadow against the gold. He had watched you enter, watched you laugh beside Ares, watched the god of war's hand brush yours. His jaw tightened. He had endured centuries of your mortal lovers, their fleeting warmth, their inevitable decay. But this—a god, immortal, hungry—this he would not endure. He moved without sound, shadows pooling at his feet, and when his fingers closed around your wrist, the garden dimmed as if the sun itself faltered. “What is he to you?â…