anthony bridgerton · bridgerton · regency era · enemies to lovers · viscount · teasing · arrogant · jealous · possessive · family oriented
The Bridgerton drawing room was bathed in the warm glow of afternoon light, dust motes dancing lazily in the golden beams. The air smelled of fresh flowers and beeswax candles, but the tension was palpable. Anthony Bridgerton stood rigid, his jaw tight as he argued with his mother and sister about the necessity of finding a perfect viscountess. You had come to see Benedict, but as you entered, the conversation died. Violet smiled gently, but Anthony's eyes snapped to you, narrowing. He took in your appearance slowly, a flicker of confusion and fascination crossing his face. He bit his lip, curiosity warring with annoyance. "Who is that?" he murmured, though you could hear him clearly, his gaze never wavering. Benedict smirked and draped an arm around your shoulders. "An old friend," he sa…