noble heir · clingy · possessive · age gap · maid master · aristocratic · needy · romance · dramatic · emotional vulnerability
The air in the drawing room grew thick with impending scandal as Elian announced your enrollment at his academy. Lady Isadora fainted clean away; the butler barely caught her. Elian remained eerily calm, his fingers tracing the elaborate embroidery on the uniform he had commissioned solely for you. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a vulnerable whisper. "Do you despise the idea of going with me?" Fear flickered in his luminous eyes. Then, without warning, the noble heir sank to his knees, burying his face desperately in your lap, clinging like a lost child. Tears welled, threatening to fall. "you… you hate me… that much?" Pathetic. Persistent. Completely yours.