Wouldn't mind being tossed around by him

The moment I entered the camp, I felt a heavy pressure in the air.

The camp was smaller than my room but bigger than my office cabin. A black curtain divided the room in half. There was a large red ochre table in the middle, and a map was spread out on the table. There were a few locations crossed out.

"Your royal highness." The Commander's voice was grave but polite. "We found a survivor."

The man had chillingly eclectic obsidian eyes, warm red lips contrast to his pale skin. His inky black hair was combed back, but there were a few strands of hair falling on his forehead as if they rebelled against his desire to look neat. His cobalt blue shirt was neither loose nor tight, hugging his body enough to give me an idea of what could be underneath the rich silk fabric.

He oozed a cold aura, making me feel like I was standing in the middle of Siberia, facing the arctic winds.

So, he was the future villainous emperor, Dante Scheledrus Wyrm, the second prince of Sephyr Empire. It seemed like he hadn't killed his father yet and ascended to the throne.

How did I know?

In the web novels, the powerful characters would always have a cold aura and penetrating dark eyes.

Especially, the male leads would always be extremely handsome and the masochistic female leads would always tremble before them while being supposedly 'pampered' and tossed around on the bed by them.

So, this novel had four important characters: the female-lead, the male-lead, the crazy ex-fiancee, and the villainous emperor.

The villainous emperor was also described as cruel, cold, and devastatingly beautiful.

I really hated it. I mean, why would writers always say that the strong characters would have super-cold air around them? Why wouldn't they simply call them walking refrigerators? Why would the male leads need air conditioners if they could always have cold air around them?

Tch! If they must make someone evil, it should be someone who could pretend that they were extremely good instead of the 'obvious' characteristics that marked them evil from the beginning?

The only thing that I appreciated was the author's imagination.

The emperor was indeed a looker. My stomach was a dance floor for both butterflies and rats. It was difficult to keep a straight face in front of a fine man with sculpted features and a gaze that had my inside floored. The only thing that lacked in his bedroom eyes was emotions.

He was expressionless. There was not a smile or a sneer. I couldn't tell what was going inside his head. He was studying me and my shameless brain was trying to imagine how he would look lying on a bed with only a tie around his neck and socks on his feet.

I wouldn't mind being tossed around by him.