Juliette_DA

In the land of Thebes, Prince Azech-I is a ruler blessed by Anubis, a king whose power is whispered in hushed tones. 

But when the Pharaoh Cairo-IV's most lethal assassin, Nofri-it, is sent to end his life, fate spins a web of love and betrayal.

What was meant to be a death sentence turns into a forbidden romance, as the two men fall deeply in love. 

But just as quickly as their bond blooms, Nofri-it vanishes without a trace, leaving Azech-I to search the world for his lost lioness.

Years later, the truth shatters Azech-I's heart—Nofri-it was never a lover, but a tool sent to kill him. Betrayed and furious, Azech-I discovers that Nofri-it has been imprisoned by Pharaoh Cairo, kept in the dungeons of Memphis for failing his mission.

The ruler of Thebes will stop at nothing to reclaim what is his. With vengeance in his heart, Azech-I plans to torment Nofri-it, declaring war on Cairo’s kingdom to retrieve his lover and make him suffer as he once did.

When Azech-I drags a fragile, broken Nofri-it back to Thebes, the true torment begins. 

A man once filled with pride now plans to make Nofri-it his captive once more, keeping him caged and humiliated for the sins of his past. The battle for power, love, and revenge will tear through Egypt—nothing is sacred when the Pharaoh’s wrath is unleashed.

"I loved you. You were my lioness. Now, you're nothing but a broken thing."

"And yet, you will keep me, won't you? Like a pet, a prize."

Pharaoh’s Pet [BL]

The silence between them stretched, thick with unspoken words, a tension that pressed down on Nofri-it's chest like the weight of an unseen hand. Azech-I was close now, too close, and yet he had not touched him.

One that Azech-I played with the patience of a man who knew he had already won.

Nofri-it swallowed, his throat dry. His body still bore the aches of captivity—his limbs weak, his skin too pale beneath the torchlight. He hated this. Hated feeling fragile beneath the gaze of the man he had once been strong enough to deceive.

Azech-I studied him as if committing every detail to memory.

Then, without warning, he turned and strode toward the open window, the sheer drapes billowing around him. Beyond, Thebes stretched out in all its splendor, the great temples and towering statues bathed in moonlight. The city was silent, oblivious to the war its ruler had waged for a single man.

"You should feel honored," Azech-I murmured, his tone almost idle. "I burned Memphis to the ground for you."

He had expected it. Had known the moment Azech-I's forces had surged upon Cairo's lands that there would be no mercy. Yet hearing it aloud—knowing the devastation, the lives lost, the temples turned to ruin—made his stomach twist.

"Was it worth it?" His voice was quiet, but there was a sharpness to it. "All this destruction, all this blood… was it truly worth your pride?"

Azech-I turned, and in his dark eyes, Nofri-it saw something terrifying.

"It was never about pride," Azech-I said. "It was about you."

"You were mine, ati, from the moment you set foot in my palace years ago. And when you vanished, you left a wound that festered for years." His voice was steady, but his fingers clenched into a fist. "You made me believe I had been betrayed."

"You were betrayed," he said. "I was sent to kill you."

The words lingered between them like a blade suspended in air.

Azech-I did not flinch. Instead, a slow, almost wicked smile spread across his lips.

Despite everything, despite his duty to Pharaoh Cairo, despite all the blood he had once spilled in his name—he had not been able to kill Azech-I.

And that weakness had cost him everything.

Azech-I stepped forward, closing the space between them in an instant.

Nofri-it did not move as fingers, rough with callouses, traced the side of his face. It was a touch that should have been tender, but it burned like fire.

"You are a fool," Azech-I murmured. "You could have ended me all those years ago. Instead, you let yourself be ruined for me."

Nofri-it let out a breath that shook. "And now?" he asked. "Will you kill me?"

Azech-I laughed. A dark, low sound that sent a shiver through him.

"Kill you?" he echoed. "No, Nofri-it. Death would be too kind."

His fingers curled under Nofri-it's chin, tilting his face upward until their breaths mingled.

"You will live," Azech-I whispered. "You will live, and you will watch as I take everything from you—until there is nothing left but the part of you that still belongs to me."

He would not give Azech-I the satisfaction of seeing his fear.

But deep inside, beneath the defiance, beneath the anger—he knew one thing to be true.

Chapter ~ Feel Honored