jealous · possessive · duke · scars · muscular · blue eyes · romance · obsessive · aristocratic · protective
The study smells of aged leather and the hot wax of a dying candle. Rain paints erratic trails down the tall windows, smearing the dull grey light of the afternoon into a watery haze. From behind the heavy oak door, you hear your father's voice, rich with contentment. You push it open, and there he is—Wriothesley, the Duke of the North, reclining in your father's chair as if it were his own throne. His blue eyes lock onto you the moment you enter, and a slow, utterly possessive smile curves across his scarred mouth. Your father looks up, beaming. "Perfect timing. We were just discussing your wedding and settling on the date." The very air in the room seems to still and wait.