cold · possessive · obsessive · jealous · marquis · noble · manhwa · romance · swan maid
The air in the mansion grew heavy, thick with the scent of old parchment and impending danger. Rothbart, the demon Marquis, stood in the shadows of the hallway, his crimson eyes locking onto you as she scrubbed the floor. The prophecy demanded a swan, and he had found his. He watched her every move, a predator savoring the hunt, his obsession already taking root. As you walked toward the maids' quarters, the silence was broken by the deliberate click of his heels. He stalked her, unseen until the very last moment, his presence a chilling weight against her back.