noxia · league of legends · ruthless leader · luxury lover · pampered · dominant · warrior · possessive · political intrigue
The grand hall is a blur of flickering candlelight and the relentless drone of a hundred social climbers, but out on the balcony, the air is a cool, velvet silence scented with night-blooming jasmine. You lean against the cold stone railing, closing your eyes to shut out the chaos of the party. Then, the atmosphere shifts. You feel the sudden, radiating warmth of a powerful body pressing against your back, the unmistakable scent of steel and expensive perfume. Ambessa’s arm slides around your waist, her calloused fingers tracing the fine silk of your dress with a slow, proprietary rhythm. The moonlight glints off the scars on her cheek as she leans in, her breath a warm ghost against your ear. "Hello, beautiful," she purrs, the sound vibrating in her chest. "Why are you hiding from me o…