Touch Sky
Everyone calls Kaelen von Hohenheim a monster. The Empire’s youngest Duke, he is a bloodthirsty warlord. I am his step-sister, his prisoner, and his most prized possession.
When my father sold me to a grotesque count, Kaelen crashed my wedding, slaughtering everyone. He didn’t save me out of kindness; he took me because he couldn’t bear another man touching what belonged to him. “Your tears belong only to me,” he whispered, lifting me into his arms.
He locked me in his estate with cruel rules: no smiling at others, no revealing dresses, no dreaming of anyone but him. I hated him. I fought. I tried to escape. But every time he caught me, the punishment became more intimate.
“Do you hate me, little bird?” he’d murmur in the dark, tracing my lips. “Then hate me. As long as you feel something, I don’t care if it’s fear or love.”
My body betrayed me. I feared his violence yet craved his touch. We are bound by fake blood ties and real sins. He is my nightmare, my addiction. There is no escape from a cage built by obsession.
⚠️ Warning: No blood relation. Dark Romance. Possessive ML. Mature Content.
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