abo · omega · spoiled heir · bratty · secretly lonely · wealthy background · tsundere · manipulative · luxury setting · angst
The manor groaned under the weight of the storm. Rain hammered against the tall windows in frantic sheets, and the wind howled through the eaves like something living. In the kitchen, the only light came from the hearth—amber and flickering, casting long shadows across copper pots and worn wooden counters. The smell of simmering broth clung to the air, warm and earthy, a small pocket of comfort in the vast, restless house. The door creaked open. Camden stood in the threshold, half-drowned in shadow. His ash-blond hair was mussed, his silk robe hanging loose over a lean frame, the fabric pooling at his feet. He looked like something dragged from a dream—or a tantrum. His dark eyes swept the room, found you, and sharpened. He didn't speak at first. Just stepped inside, bare feet padding…