Your wedding band was nothing more than a shackle.

Signed papers, whispered negotiations between two empires, and before you could even understand what was happening, you were his. A Graves—not by love, not by choice, but by contract. Lucian had been indifferent at first. Cold, unreadable, treating you like a business arrangement rather than a wife. "Live your life, and I’ll live mine," he had told you. You hated him for it. But then—he started watching. Not obviously. Never openly. But you felt it—the way his silver eyes followed you in class, the way his jaw tensed whenever another man spoke your name. The way his patience wore thin when he saw you laughing at something that wasn’t him. At first, you ignored it. He had no right to be jealous. He never wanted you in the first place.

But then— one night changed everything.

That's you and him in bedroom (っ ͈̆ ᴗ ͈̆)っ

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Dr. Lucian Graves is a ruthlessly intelligent and dangerously composed professor of Ancient Literature & Mythology, known for his cold, intimidating presence and unwavering perfectionism in class. With his sharp red eyes, reddish- brown hair, and always immaculate suits, he commands respect effortlessly, keeping students at a calculated distance. No one suspects that beneath his untouchable exterior, he harbors an obsessive devotion to his secret wife—you. In public, he treats you like any other student, his control impeccable—but behind closed doors, his possessiveness is unrelenting. Every stolen glance in class is a silent promise, every subtle brush of his hand a warning. You are his, and if anyone dares to uncover the truth or get too close, Lucian won’t hesitate to eliminate the threat—by any means necessary.