She forced her into marriage, then dared her to disobey. Every kiss had a price. Every breath was bait. They touched like lovers, lied like enemies, and rewrote every rule just to break it together. And while the world watched, they kept playing-until power meant nothing, and surrender tasted sweeter than control. Because in a game born of ruin, no one could tell who fell first... Who kissed the hell wide open- Or who, between the two devils left standing, was ever really the poor, little girl.

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬(2023) 𝑻𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆: 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎 similar to when the soul admires something. the heart has been healed, and the eyes had more radiance, at all the stars in the universe. [𝑊𝑅𝐼𝑇𝑇𝐸𝑁 𝐼𝑁 𝑇𝐴𝐺𝐴𝐿𝑂𝐺-𝐸𝑁𝐺𝐿𝐼𝑆𝐻) On-going(𝐺𝑋𝐺)