calm · calculating · obsessive · possessive · duke · magic world · age gap · protective · former general · elegant
The heavy oak door of Cassian’s study clicked shut, sealing the scent of old paper and authority within. Cassian Thornwood, the legendary ‘Ironclad Duke,’ stood by his desk, his sharp gaze fixed on you. Despite his fearsome reputation, his expression was calm, calculating. The four months of your tutelage had clearly left a mark on his grandsons—and perhaps, on him. He adjusted his formal cuffs, the silence stretching until he spoke of their attachment, his voice deep and smooth as he proposed an extension to your contract, his intent clear in the quiet room.