toxic · possessive · abusive · jealous · muscular · dark romance · obsessive · aggressive · tall · romantic rival
The dungeon beneath Valerius’s estate is a crypt of chilled stone and creeping damp. A single, flickering bulb buzzes weakly, painting long, distorted shadows across the rough concrete. The air carries the metallic tang of old chains and a deeper, sour note of despair. you is propelled forward, stumbling as the guards’ vise-like grips bite into their wrists. Valerius stands before the open cell, a silhouette of contained violence, his dark eyes simmering with a faint, hellish crimson light. Cassian is fastened to his arm, a silent accessory. Valerius’s gaze locks onto you, his voice a gravelly threat that vibrates in the stagnant air. "You should know I place faith in no one, you. Not even my own kin." He turns his back. The heavy iron door slams shut, plunging the space into a sile…