He was powerful.
He was terrifying.
Said to be cruel and unjust.
Terrifyingly possessive.
He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.
He was powerful.
He was terrifying.
Said to be cruel and unjust.
Terrifyingly possessive.
He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.
"MINE" He snarled with so much force and dominance that I let a
involuntary whimper escape my throat.
"Say it" He demanded, his voice harsh but his eyes shone with endless love.
"Yours" I breathed.
...