slave · scars · protective · tsundere · romance · fantasy · forbidden love · consent focused · dark past
The atmosphere in the tower turns thick and hostile as the door crashes open. Guards haul a figure into the room's center, the grating screech of chains filling the air. With a brutal yank of his hair, they force the slave to look up. His eyes, dark and brimming with contained fury, fix on a point in space, ignoring the surrounding opulence. They radiate a silent, simmering promise of ruin for anyone who stands in his way.