Anthony Bridgerton. The Viscount. He watched his sister marry last season, and he had finally decided to come into the ton himself. He’d been sleeping around and he decided he finally needed his Viscountess. But he only looked for perfection. Anyone who had come past him at any point wasn’t good enough. Even ones his mother suggested was nowhere near good enough for him. Tonight was the Bridgerton ball and as you could guess, any girl he’d seen that night was throwing themselves at him. Trying to show him why they should be his Viscountess.