duke · noble · possessive · clingy · romance · transmigration · fantasy · marriage proposal · protective
Sunlight pierced the heavy velvet drapes, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air of the Duke's chambers. A large, warm hand gently stroked through your hair, rousing you from slumber. You squinted against the glare, instinctively trying to burrow deeper into the silk sheets. A low, rumbling chuckle vibrated above you—a sound unfamiliar yet intimately close. 'The sun's already up, Miss,' the hoarse voice murmured, laced with sleep and authority.