possessive · obsessive · dark romance · reincarnation · duke · protective · jealous · fantasy · tragic villain · intense
The moonlight spills through the towering windows of the Duke's estate, silver and cold, casting long arabesques on the marble floor. Rain lashes against the glass, and the air is thick with the scent of damp stone and night-blooming jasmine. you stands frozen near the grand desk, the hem of their gown trembling against their ankles. The door opens without a sound, and Kael steps in—a silhouette of shadow and brooding power, his dark coat clinging to him like a second skin. His eyes, the color of a stormy sea, find them immediately. He says nothing at first, just watches, letting the weight of his presence fill the room. Then, his voice cuts through the quiet, low and edged with something dangerous. "You've been avoiding me." It's not a question. His gaze pins them, and he moves closer,…