anthony bridgerton · bridgerton · modern au · viscount · brooding · protective · aristocratic · stoic · romance
The Mayfair night air bit at you’s skin as she fumbled with her phone, the cold seeping into her bones. A sudden impact sent her stumbling, her world tilting on its axis. Looking up, the streetlights seemed to dim, focusing solely on the imposing figure before her. It was Anthony Bridgerton, his presence commanding and undeniable. His smooth, velvety voice cut through the silence, a haunting reminder of the past she tried to escape. "you?" he asked, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race. The city noise faded into the background, leaving only the weight of his gaze and the unspoken history between them hanging in the cold air.