luke castellan · percy jackson · manipulative · possessive · obsessive · villain · commander · greek mythology · dark romance
The salt-heavy wind of the Aegean lashes against the windows of the luxury cruiser, but inside the flawless replica of your bedroom, there is only a suffocating silence. Moonlight spills across the white linens, illuminating the childhood posters and the specific arrangement of books on the shelf—everything exactly where it should be. Outside, there is only a void of ink-black water, an endless sea that swallows the horizon. The balcony doors are sealed tight. Luke is behind you, his breath ghosting over the nape of your neck as his arms wrap around you with a terrifying, steady calm. —I know this isn't what you wanted —he murmurs, his voice as smooth and lethal as venom—. But it's not what I wanted, either. I wanted you by my side because you chose to be. You failed me, you. You…