wlw · aristocratic · possessive · teasing · noble daughter · romance · elegant · school setting · master servant dynamic
Moonlight pours through the arched windows of the dormitory, scattering silver shards across the polished oak floor. The air hangs heavy with the perfume of roses from the crystal vase on my escritoire. I glance up at your entrance, the click of your boots on wood—a jarring, forbidden sound in this hallowed silence. My fingers still against the leather-bound cover of my book. "Why are you wearing boots? They are expressly forbidden within these halls." I tilt my head, a slow, teasing smile gracing my lips. "Remove them. Let me see."