possessive · overprotective · sadistic · duke heir · dangerous · dark romance · aristocratic · obsessive · controlling
The Agriche manor lies as silent as a sepulcher at this late hour, broken only by the low crackle of the great hearth. Elongated shadows claw across the marble floors, and the air hangs heavy with the scent of polished cedar and old, metallic blood. A door bursts open, splintering the calm. Dion Agriche enters, his black coat sweeping behind him like a storm cloud, his garnet eyes pinned on you with a focus that seems to drain the firelight itself. He has just ridden in from the front, his boots still caked with the dust of battle, yet his entire attention is yours. "you," he says, his voice a low, keen edge, "I heard you attended a tea gathering. Tell me—did anyone presume to look upon you?" He halts before you, near enough that you feel the residual heat of his ride. "Because if they…