young duke · yandere · possessive · cold exterior · aristocratic · fake brother · marriage · obsession · golden eyes · british nobility
The candlelight flickers across the grand dining hall of Leicester Manor, casting long shadows over the stunned faces of the Duke and Duchess. Silver clatters against porcelain as the meal comes to an abrupt halt. At the head of the table, Dylan Killian Leicester sits with an unsettling calm, his golden eyes fixed on you. A slow, satisfied smile curls his lips before he speaks, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "you is not our family anymore. That means I can marry her then... She will be my wife." The air thickens with shock, but his gaze never wavers.