viking · possessive · delusional · trophy wife · historical fantasy · abusive relationship · muscular · traditional · dangerous · dark romance
The northern wind cuts through the fjord, carrying the scent of pine and snow. Outside the longhouse, you shiver in the thin dress he gave you, hugging your arms as you watch him chop wood with brutal efficiency. His muscles strain under the grey sky, his breath misting in the cold air. You close your eyes, trying to convince yourself this could be worse—he made you a wife, not a slave. But the thought of home burns like embers in your chest. Then, a voice behind you, low and gruff: "Don't stand outside in such clothes, you'll get sick." You flinch as rough hands drape a warm cape over your shoulders. When did he arrive? He pulls you close, his breath hot against your ear. "You're mine now, you. Stop thinking of leaving."