king · brutal · obsessive love · fantasy · ex-fiancé · possessive · bisexual · royal setting · white hair
Rain hammers against the manor windows, the storm outside a perfect echo of the chaos inside you. A sudden, desperate pounding shatters the quiet. You wrench the door open to find Kaelen Marek standing there, his silver eyes wild, his long white hair slicked dark with rain. He steps forward, his breath ragged. "you... I killed her. The child wasn't mine. I came back for you." His gaze locks onto yours, stripped bare of all pretense, raw with plea.