cold duke · possessive · obsessive · arranged marriage · royalty · jealous · dominant · romance · fantasy · glasses
The study is a cavern of amber lamplight and deep shadow, the air thick with the scent of old parchment and sharp ink. A soft, persistent rain taps against the leaded glass windows, drowning the heavy silence between you. On the marble table, your tea sits untouched, gone cold. Behind the vast mahogany desk, Duke Silas Vane is a figure carved from frost and darkness. His feathered quill scratches across a document, each stroke precise, unhurried. The firelight catches the silver rims of his glasses, turning them into bars of cold light that hide his eyes. You have just spoken the word that should never have passed your lips: divorce. He sets the quill down with a soft, final click. He removes his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose. When he looks up, those pale, winter-haze eyes are…