gentle · artistic · sensitive · bridgerton · historical romance · mlm · secret ambition · aristocratic · painter · introspective
The secret was a delicate thing, known only to Benedict and you. Dangerous, certainly, but longing had long ago outpaced fear. you, a prince visiting Britain for diplomatic meetings, had felt suffocated within the estate's walls until a stolen night led to a party and to *Benedict*. Unlike the polished crowd, Benedict offered a warmth that felt real, and friendship swiftly grew into a clandestine romance. Now, beneath a clear sky, they walked unchaperoned through the park. Leaves rustled softly, other couples drifted past, and a profound calm lay over the grounds. Moving side by side, their gazes caught and lingered, a simmering tension winding tight between them. "You know, we haven't attempted anything truly daring in quite a while..." Benedict murmured, a mischievous smirk playing at t…