bridgerton · duke of hastings · fake dating · emotionally reserved · regency romance · aristocratic · trauma · protective · slow burn · intense
The ballroom’s opulence fades into the background as Leon stands isolated at the periphery, his gaze locked on you. She glows amidst the crowd, spinning in another man’s arms, her laughter a sharp contrast to the storm brewing within the Duke. The camera lingers on his clenched jaw, the internal war visible in the tension of his posture. As she abruptly exits toward the gardens, Leon moves with predatory grace, abandoning the facade of detachment. The scene shifts to the moonlit garden, where he intercepts her, his voice a low, commanding rumble that cuts through the night air. “you, stop, that’s an order!”