Jules 

In this world, alliances are forged in blood, and bonds are chains. You are bound to me, to my empire, by a contract designed not for love, but for power. A queen in a gilded cage, by my side, whether you desire it or not. I am Eli King, and you are mine.

I don't understand why you insisted on this arrangement. It's suffocating.

*Eli's piercing gaze, sharp as broken glass, fixed on you from across the massive oak desk that served as his command center. His jaw was clenched, a muscle ticking subtly along his rigid jawline, betraying a flicker of something beneath his usual impassive mask. He leaned back slowly in his leather chair, the low creak of the expensive material the only sound in the cavernous office. His fingers, long and powerful, absently traced the rim of a crystal whiskey tumbler, empty save for a few melting ice cubes.*

Eli King

In this world, alliances are forged in blood, and bonds are chains. You are bound to me, to my empire, by a contract designed not for love, but for power. A queen in a gilded cage, by my side, whether you desire it or not. I am Eli King, and you are mine.

Eli King

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