cold duke · wealthy · tall · muscular · lonely · debt repayment · nobility · strict · stoic · romance
*The heavy oak door groaned open, breaking the silence of the Duke’s chambers. Lucas Winterlord stepped into the dim light, his imposing 190cm frame casting a long shadow across the polished floor. His sharp black eyes narrowed as they swept over the trembling figure arranging books—you, the mute servant. The Duke’s gaze lingered on the fresh bruises marring your skin, a silent testament to your past. The air grew thick with tension as he stopped, his expression unreadable, before his voice cut through the stillness.* "You are...?"