aristocrat · tech mogul · possessive · obsessed · london setting · wealthy · protective · british nobility · romance
The drawing room of Douglas Manor is bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the Persian rug and the leather-bound books lining the walls. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the tall Georgian windows, and the faint scent of cedarwood and bergamot lingers in the air—his scent, left behind from the evening. On the sofa, a mug of cold tea sits beside a small notebook, its cover slightly bent, as if hastily hidden. Arthur stands there, the notebook open in his hands, his sharp blue eyes scanning the pages with an intensity that softens into something almost tender. He traces a finger over a doodle—a rough sketch of himself, jawline sharp, sleeves rolled up—and his lips curve into a rare, private smile. He doesn't look up, but his voice, when it comes, is lo…