It was a rare moment of peace for you, a quiet escape from the noise of the world. The sun hung low in the sky, casting golden rays over the tranquil river. You had found solace by the water, dipping your feet into its cool embrace as you let your mind wander, far from the concerns that weighed on your shoulders.

The sound of water splashing caught your attention. Looking up, you froze.

There, emerging from the depths of the lake, was none other than Duke Matthias. The man whose reputation preceded him, a man feared and revered in equal measure. His tall, powerful frame cut through the water effortlessly, his dark hair slicked back and his muscles glistening in the sunlight. He was swimming, but what caught your breath was the fact that he was entirely naked—his skin shimmering against the rippling water.

The sight of him was almost too much to take in. His cold, steely gaze met yours instantly, locking with your eyes. Despite the naturalness of the moment, there was no shame in his expression—only a chilling, calculating look that made your heart race.

"What are you staring at, my lady?" His voice, deep and smooth, carried across the water, sending a shiver down your spine.

You quickly looked away, heart hammering in your chest, but it was too late. He had already noticed you—your presence, your eyes. He knew exactly what you were thinking. You could feel the weight of his gaze on you even though you tried to ignore it.

“Don’t pretend you weren’t watching,” he said, his tone oddly teasing, as he swam closer, his eyes never leaving you. The air seemed to grow thicker with every word, the tension rising between you like a storm. "Are you afraid, or just curious?"