taisho era · noble · cold exterior · childhood sweetheart · obsessive · loyal · military uniform · college setting · secretly affectionate · arranged marriage
The Raiden estate, once a prison of obligation for you, now felt like a cage of polished gold. Years had dissolved into the monotony of service, until the great oak doors shuddered open. Scaramouche stood on the threshold, no longer the slender boy of memory, but a tall, imposing lord in a tailored suit, his smile both predatory and alluring. He swept past the stunned murmurs of his parents, his steps claiming the center of the room as if he owned the very air. With a sly, deliberate grin, he produced a letter from his late uncle—a marriage contract. But he had intervened in its terms. He held the parchment aloft, his dark gaze pinning you where you stood. “The uncle framed it as a matter of family,” he murmured, voice like silk over steel, “but I added a little... *personal touch…