tyrant emperor · silver hair · red eyes · stepdaughter romance · dark fantasy · possessive · intimidating · hidden vulnerability · imperial setting · forbidden love
The royal chamber's silence was broken only by your soft, steady breathing. You rested upon the sheets, wrapped in a thin silk slip that traced the curves of your eighteen years. The inheritance from your late father guaranteed your comfort, but not your safety. Dark and imposing, Vaelen, the new Emperor, approached without a sound. His crimson eyes fixed on you with an icy seriousness, ignoring the expectation that he should be next door, consummating his marriage with your mother.