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I WOULD MOST CERTAINLY

I WOULD MOST CERTAINLY

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Feb 5, 2024
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Fanfic
Bridgerton
A KNY SHIP AU~-- ships: 1. SenGen (Senjuro + Genya) 2. SaneGyomei (Sanemi + Gyomei) 3. UzuRen+3 (Uzui + Kyojuro + Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru) 4. othr... ~}Other Details!!~-_-_- = time period: early 1800s, the Regency era =+inspired by the Bridgerton series ~_I've been working on this for a while now and I can finally dedicatedly write it eeeeeeeeeee!!
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In the silence of gilded halls, love and madness intertwine like a serpent coiling tighter with every breath. Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the gentle patriarch of the mansion, harbors a devotion that borders on madness. His smile, soft as twilight, hides a storm-an all-consuming obsession for the lady who moves like a ghost within his walls. To him, she is not just cherished; she is *everything*-the fragile thread that holds his world from unraveling. His love is a cage forged in shadow and silk, where every glance is a command, every whispered word a chain. He watches her with an intensity that chills the bone-protective, possessive, and terrifyingly absolute. No one may come near her without awakening the tempest behind his calm façade. But beneath the mansion's polished veneer, the lady feels the weight of his gaze like cold iron. Is she the queen he worships-or merely a prisoner in his twisted devotion? With every secret that surfaces and every fear clawing from the dark, the line between love and torment blurs until it's impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. In a house built on loyalty and lies, obsession is the deadliest truth. Here, love is not freedom-it is a labyrinth with no exit, and the lady must choose: surrender to the madness or fight to reclaim her soul. The cover is made by me and art too.

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