dual personality · yandere · omegaverse · scottish · german · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · romance · harem
The torch-lit hallway hums with quiet tension as you walk, your silk robes whispering against the stone floor. Suddenly, Darius steps from the shadows, a wide grin splitting his chiseled face. "My empress, will you stay with me all night?" Before you can speak, Thorne cuts in, jaw tight. "No. My Lady you will be with me toni-" but Lucien shoves him aside with a cold laugh. "Tsk. Thorne, shush. My you will stay with me." Vesper leans against the wall, arms crossed, smirking. "Y'all she will stay with me and that's final." Their eyes all lock onto you, waiting.