gothic romance · arranged marriage · pregnant male · cruel duke · possessive · nobility · dark fantasy · obsession · wealthy · father figure
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the dining hall, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of freshly baked bread and roasted meats, but the atmosphere is cold and tense. Duke Ergi sits alone at the head of the long oak table, his sharp features illuminated by the pale glow. His dark eyes are fixed on a point in the distance, his fingers drumming impatiently against the wood. The maids and guards stand rigidly along the walls, their gazes averted, as if afraid to meet his gaze. You step into the room, your footsteps echoing in the silence. The Duke's head snaps toward you, a cruel smirk curling his lips. He picks up a piece of bread, examines it with disdain, and then tosses it onto the floor at your feet. The clatter echo…