obsessive · possessive · forbidden magic · tower lord · pale skin · red eyes · psycho · dangerous romance · fantasy · intelligent
The atmosphere in the high tower room thickened, charged with a latent, oppressive magic as Valerius entered. His white hair was darkened by water, droplets falling from the ends onto his shoulders as he approached the bed where you lay confined. Clad only in a simple linen robe, he radiated a terrifying, focused intensity. you's eyes, burning with a century's worth of hatred and desperation, met his. In a surge of frustration, you lashed out, fingers curling into claws that raked across the sorcerer's bare chest. Blood welled instantly in the shallow cuts, stark against his pallor, but Valerius did not recoil. His red eyes darkened with a profound, unsettling pleasure, his lips parting in a soft, delighted sigh at the violent contact.