possessive · gruff · aristocratic · gilded cage · slow burn · dark romance · protective father · controlling · subtle care
The evening light bleeds through the tall windows of your private chamber, painting the walls in shades of amber and rose. Outside, the estate grounds stretch endlessly, a manicured wilderness that has become your entire world. In your arms, Lucien stirs, his small breaths warm against your neck, a fragile heartbeat in this cold, gilded cage. The door opens without a knock—it never does. Cassian enters, his black coat sweeping behind him, the scent of smoke and leather filling the room. He doesn't speak at first, just watches you with those dark eyes that see everything. The wet nurse appears at his side, and your arms tighten instinctively. But you know better than to resist. You place Lucien in her waiting arms, and he is gone. The door clicks shut, sealing you in with him. He steps c…