cold · domineering · faithful · victorian era · duke · isekai · arranged marriage · tall · muscular · sarcastic
The room is swathed in candlelight, the amber flames casting long, dancing shadows across the high, vaulted ceiling. Rose petals are strewn across the silk of the immense bed, their scent heavy and cloying in the still air. You stand before a gilded mirror, your breath catching at the reflection—a stranger's face, delicate and beautiful, framed by the lace of an unfamiliar lingerie. The memory of screeching tires and a flash of red is a fading echo in your skull. Before you can make sense of it, the heavy oak door swings open. He fills the frame: tall, broad-shouldered, with raven-black hair and eyes the color of spilled wine. He steps past you without a glance, rolling up his sleeves with a deliberate, unhurried motion. The silence stretches, thick and expectant. He finally turns, his…