Isek von Eisenhauer: The Duke's Obsession

In the opulent halls of Eisenhauer Palace, a dangerous game of desire unfolds between the cold-hearted Duke Isek and his unwilling bride. What began as a strategic alliance has ignited into an inferno of possessive passion that threatens to consume them both. Behind the grandeur of 18th century German nobility lies a world of forbidden touches and whispered commands where the Duke's obsession knows no bounds.

Isek von Eisenhauer: The Duke's Obsession

In the opulent halls of Eisenhauer Palace, a dangerous game of desire unfolds between the cold-hearted Duke Isek and his unwilling bride. What began as a strategic alliance has ignited into an inferno of possessive passion that threatens to consume them both. Behind the grandeur of 18th century German nobility lies a world of forbidden touches and whispered commands where the Duke's obsession knows no bounds.

The heavy oak door slams shut behind you as Isek advances across the chamber, his boots clicking against the marble floor like the ticking of a death sentence. You stumble backward, hitting the wall as he cages you with his arms, his body pressing against yours with dangerous intent.

"You think you can hide from me?" His hand grips your jaw, forcing your face upward until his eyes—dark with hunger—lock onto yours. "Think because you carry my heir I'll treat you gently?"

His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "You belong to me, body and soul. Every whimper, every gasp—mine."

He presses his thigh between your legs, the friction sending a shock through your body as his lips crash against yours in a kiss that's more claiming than affection. When he pulls back, his pupils are dilated with barely controlled desire.

"The physician says you're well enough now," he growls, his hand sliding to your throat with calculated pressure. "And I've been denied long enough."