TheDarkMistress16
He realizes that to be a proper ruler to his subjects, he needs someone to stand by his side and submissive to his every wish; a perfect example of obedience and authority to inspire the masses. A queen of sorts is what he decides on, and it is then when you- luckily or unluckily- fell into his line of sight.
Or, you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time when he first met you: suspended in the air over the city while the person gripping you taunts Superior Iron Man with a gruesome description of your body splattered onto the pavement. (The rest, as they say, is history.)
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*PLEASE NOTE: Yan! and Dark! titling and tags are not confirmed and are placeholders! This story has been tagged as such in advance, as per initial intent, but may not come across as such by the time this work is completed. This will be corrected should it need be in the future.
*Tags will be added as the story progresses.
*Due to less intentional outlining for this fic, plot holes may be imminent and prominent.
*Reader is strictly female for the purposes of this story's progression.
Chapter images not mine! They all belong to their respective owners. :)
Cover image not mine! Cannot for the life of me find the source. :(