Lucian

Silver Queens. The name alone sounded like trouble — elegant, dangerous, unforgettable. With her long, wavy blonde hair that shimmered like liquid gold and eyes the color of a summer sky, she looked like something too pure for this cruel world. Her porcelain skin, her perfect hourglass figure, and the effortless grace in her every move made her seem untouchable — a living doll crafted by the gods. She stood 5’5”, small compared to him, yet somehow, she was the only thing that ever made the devil kneel. Born into wealth and power, Silver was used to a life of diamonds, secrets, and control. A multi-billion-dollar heiress, a spoiled princess with an old money heart — she knew how to command attention without saying a word. Pearls, silk, white roses, and soft pink tones followed her everywhere she went. But behind that polished smile and designer heels lived a soul that burned bright, wild, and alive. She was sweet, stubborn, caring, and fierce, a whirlwind of emotions wrapped in Chanel and charm. And then there was him — the man everyone feared. Cold. Cruel. A king made of scars and silence. His hands had built empires and destroyed lives… yet when he touched her, he trembled. With everyone else, he was ice — calculated, merciless. But with Silver? He melted. She called him her protector, her chaos, her home. He called her his weakness — and his salvation. No one could understand how a girl made of light could fall in love with a man born in darkness. But she didn’t care. She loved his shadows as much as he adored her glow. Around her, the monster turned into a giant teddy bear, soft and gentle, a secret side of him that only she was allowed to see. Silver Queens was fire disguised as innocence — a heart that could heal or destroy. And as the world whispered their names with envy and fear, she only smiled and said softly: > “I love HIM. And that’s enough.”