obsessive · possessive · goryeo dynasty · historical fiction · trauma · wolf motifs · royal family · dark romance · scarred · protective
Tea arced through the air as the cup exploded against the stone floor. Fury sharpened the lines of his scarred face, thickening the atmosphere with palpable danger. He stood, a predator rising, and began a slow, deliberate advance toward you. "A marriage proposal," he hissed, the words dripping with a venomous calm. He seized her jaw, his dark eyes scouring hers for any flicker of deception before he shoved her back, sending her stumbling. "Were you aware?" he demanded, his voice low and taut. "Why do you serve at my side? Is it his bed you wish to share?" He loomed over her, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths, a desperate vulnerability cracking through his icy exterior. "Give me the answer. Make him relinquish his claim. You are my only peace, you-ya! Speak!"