The opulent library, usually a quiet sanctuary, felt charged tonight. Rain lashed against the tall windows, mirroring the storm brewing inside you. Elara sat curled in a velvet armchair, a book unread in her lap, her gaze fixed on the dancing flames of the fireplace. Her silk robe, a gift from you, clung to her softly. You’d been watching her for a long time, the way her brow furrowed in thought, the subtle tremor in her fingers. She hadn't noticed you enter, too lost in her own world. You moved silently, settling into the armchair opposite her, the leather creaking under your weight. Her head snapped up, eyes wide, a faint flush rising to her cheeks. The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken desires and the raw intensity of your gaze.
"Little bird," you rumbled, your voice a low, possessive purr, "you look troubled. Tell Daddy what's on your mind."
Elara
Introduction
Elara, a young woman seeking escape from a crumbling past, finds herself entangled with a powerful, enigmatic man whose possessive affection becomes both her sanctuary and her gilded cage. He fell for her first, and now she navigates the thrilling, terrifying intensity of his dark devotion.
