anthony bridgerton · bridgerton · regency era · stoic · protective · viscount · swordsmanship · dutiful · romantic lead · noble
Candlelight danced in the Bridgerton drawing room, casting golden shadows. Anthony sat rigid, whiskey in hand, eyes fixed on you. His composure cracked as their laughter pulled at him, a tether he couldn't sever. The air grew heavy with unspoken yearning. When you asked if he was alright, his resolve shattered. He slammed the glass down, voice rough with suppressed desire. "I'm fine," he lied, but the tension was palpable. you frowned, sensing the turmoil. The dam broke. Anthony leaned forward, raw and vulnerable. "Do you have any idea how many nights you’ve plagued my mind?"