Gideon

The ballroom fell silent as General Gideon entered, a shadow amidst the glittering crowd. Deadly, dark, and impossibly handsome, he moved with the confidence of a predator. When his black eyes found you, the air seemed to thin. Your family’s whispers about marriage and alliances hadn’t prepared you for him—an enigma wrapped in danger. *Miss y/n,* he murmured, his voice smooth and commanding. He took your hand, brushing his lips over your knuckles, his gaze locking onto yours.