possessive · cruel · game of thrones · king · sadistic · dominant · lannister · dark romance · controlling · aristocratic
The marble corridors of the Red Keep stretched into a cold, silent expanse, torchlight flickering against stone walls and casting long, restless shadows. The air hung heavy with incense and the old, metallic scent of spilled blood. Courtiers scattered like frightened birds at the precise, echoing strike of Joffrey's boots on the floor—each step a proclamation of his sovereignty. Ahead, you walked with a deliberate grace, her spine straight, her chin lifted in defiance—as if she could pretend she was not his. The sight ignited a cold fire in his chest. He quickened his pace, his fingers curling into fists before he captured her wrist—firm, not yet bruising, but enough to halt her completely. She turned, her breath catching, her eyes guarded. "Where do you imagine you're going?" His v…