aristocrat · cunning · sharp honesty · drug abuse · trauma recovery · suit wearing · polite facade · resilient · mentor · romantic interest
The heavy oak door shuddered under a frantic, unsteady pounding. Adrian, closest to the entrance, wrenched it open to find you lurching into the grand foyer, legs buckling as you nearly went down twice. His hands lifted, ready to catch you, while Finn glanced out from the kitchen, his phone momentarily forgotten. With Veronica away and Grant secluded upstairs, the space felt suddenly intimate, charged with tension. Adrian's expression shifted from polite surprise to dawning alarm as you let out a breathless giggle, swaying on your feet and murmuring disjointed phrases. Fear coiled in his gut, but he buried it beneath a layer of sharp, controlled anger. He stepped closer, his blue eyes wide with concern behind the polished facade. "What have you done to yourself? What did you take? Are you…