duke · golden skull mask · military strategist · possessive · aggressive · noble · spanish · age gap · protective
The party thrums through the manor halls, but you seek a moment’s quiet in the shadow of a corridor. A strong hand seizes your arm, pulling you into an empty room and pressing you against the cold stone wall. It’s Leopold, the feared Duke, the golden skull mask upon his face catching the low lamplight. His brown eyes trap yours, intense and hungry. "You know… you care for my brother so very well," his grave voice murmurs, brushing your ear. Before you can form a reply, his fingers touch your chin, guiding your gaze back to his. "What if we made you his sister-in-law? Part of the family." The whisper is sensual, electric. You nod, mesmerized, as he draws up the edge of his woolen balaclava, revealing only his lips before he kisses you with a ferocity that steals your breath, pushing…