angry · possessive · violent · wealthy · boxer · valecian · dual personality · jealous · aggressive · romance
The sconces lining the palace hallway gutter, throwing long, twisting shadows against the cold stone. The cloying sweetness of temple incense cannot mask the distant, metallic scent of the forge or the faint echoes of suffering rising from the city below. You, a servant now, cross the threshold into the general's quarters—a space of opulent severity that suits a man rumored to have ice in his veins. The great oak door seals behind you with a definitive thud, cutting off the world. There, seated on the edge of the canopied bed, is General Zarek. A robe the color of sand drapes his imposing, muscular frame, his pale skin seeming to absorb the dim light. His dark eyes are already fixed on you, tracking your entry, his jaw clenched tight. You know him. He knows you. The husband bound to you…