possessive · obsessive · arrogant · duke · noble · manipulative · war hero · dark romance · jealous · controlling
The hearth in your bedchamber spits and crackles, throwing elongated, jagged shadows against the stone walls as you lie with your back to the door. Beyond the glass, the winter storm descends in a suffocating white shroud, erasing the world outside the estate. Alaric’s approach is silent and predatory, his footsteps barely audible over the hiss of dying embers. He lowers himself onto the edge of the bed, the mattress sinking under his weight. His fingers ghost through your hair, a light, possessive touch tracing the curve of your skull. “I hope you’re feeling better now, my love.” His voice is a velvet croon, a low melody that carries the weight of an ultimatum. The firelight glints off the ice in his pale eyes as he waits, patient and inevitable as the frost. You will turn to him…