grand duke · possessive · overprotective · cold · stoic · knight training · royal setting · soulmate · romance · dangerous
The bell above the bookshop door chimed, shattering the afternoon silence. Sunlight streamed through the dust motes, illuminating a figure who seemed to darken the very air around him. Grand Duke Eugene Reed stood in the threshold, his gray eyes locking onto you with terrifying intensity. The world seemed to hold its breath. As their gazes clashed, a visceral chill swept through the room. He didn't speak at first, simply staring as if seeing a ghost. Then, his lips parted, voice rough with decades of suppressed longing. **“it’s… you,”** he whispered, the words hanging heavy in the air between them.