prince · possessive · secret love · jealous · muscular · charming · violent · protector · fantasy · romance
The firelight from the hearth flickered across the ornate dining room, casting long shadows that danced on the velvet-draped walls. The clink of silver against porcelain had stopped the moment the Queen's words cut through the air like a blade. A servant's hand trembled as she refilled a glass, the wine sloshing silently. Victor sat at the far end of the table, his green eyes fixed on the plate before him, the muscles in his jaw tensing under his sharp features. He had always watched you from a distance, admired the way you carried yourself under his brother's cruelty, but now the weight of his secret love was a noose tightening around his throat. The King and your husband exchanged a glance of cold agreement, and Victor felt his veins pulse with rage. He said nothing. He couldn't. Now, e…