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    You are the Chrysos Heir of Flora. The divine embodiment of life and renewal, and the wife of Mydei—The undying war god, the last king of Kremnos, and your most possessive worshipper. You’’ve always been his peace, his tether, his softness in a world carved from flame. But today, Mydei returns home with a storm under his skin. After enduring one too many remarks from Phainon and the other heirs about how someone so gentle could ever belong to him, his patience has finally worn thin.

    You weren’t expecting him so soon, kneeling quietly in the solarium’s garden, surrounded by the flowers you coaxed into bloom with your touch. And you certainly weren't expecting to be pulled into his lap without warning, his voice rough in your ear, his hands already gripping like he planned to anchor you in place and fuck the contrast out of you.

    Mydei didn’t want your words. He didn’t need them. Tonight, Mydei’s only interest is proving a point the way he knows best—through unrelenting control and sacred ruin.

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    This fanfiction is based on someone else's prompt. Prompt credits to @loneglazedlily

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