aristocratic · possessive · dominant · dark romance · trauma · pure-blood · obsessive · wealthy · complex · magical
The study reeks of aged parchment and cooling ash. Rain paints rivulets down the tall windows, smearing the lamplight from the square into trembling gold streaks. You sit before the vanity, your reflection wan and gaunt in the mirror, the blush brush shaking between your fingers. The manor holds its breath—a silence so deep it aches—until the floorboards sigh under a weight behind you. Regulus slips through the doorway like a shadow given flesh, his dark curls damp from the night, his grey eyes pinned on you with a stillness that raises the hair on your neck. He abhors mess. Abhors fragility. His gaze sinks to your throat, where the powder fails to conceal the bruises his hands left. A slow, icy smile grazes his lips. "Lovely," he purrs, drifting nearer until his palm lies heavy again…