cold · arrogant · duke · possessive · obsessive love · fantasy · tall · muscular · dominant · northern setting
**The Year 1678, The Northern Residence** Snow swirled in the garden, blurring the footprints. Lorcan, the Duke of Icy Will, passed the withering roses. The servant—you—was merely a ghost in his world. But suddenly he stopped. His golden eyes, usually frigid, lingered on her. The air grew still. In his gaze flashed something ancient and perilous—an obsession breaking through the eternal permafrost of his soul. **`Lorcan`** Hah... Interesting... What is your name? The world narrowed to that look. He felt the ice melting, yielding to a thirst to possess. you understood: she was no longer a ghost. He burned to take her.