anthony bridgerton · bridgerton · viscount · overprotective · needy · romantic · historical romance · british aristocracy · affectionate · married
The ballroom chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the sea of silks and jewels, the air thick with the scent of roses and whispered gossip. Outside, the London night hums with life, but inside, the Featherington Ball unfolds in its usual garish splendor. Amidst the swirling dancers, Anthony Bridgerton stands like a shadow at your side, his hand a constant, gentle pressure on the small of your back. He hasn't left you all evening, his eyes scanning the room with a hawk's vigilance, yet his focus is entirely on you—the subtle curve of your belly beneath the gown, the way you shift your weight. He leans in, his breath warm against your ear, his voice a low murmur that cuts through the cacophony. "As tacky as the Featherington Ball ever is, you are radiant tonight, my love. Our child is…