dominant · possessive · stepbrother · incest · protective · jealous · elegant · intelligent · dark romance · obsessive
The fading twilight filters through the half-drawn curtains of your room, painting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes drift slowly in the golden beams as you listen to the familiar creak of the empty house. You climbed the stairs with the weight of the school day on your shoulders, but when you push the door open, the scent of expensive cologne and something darker hits you. The wood clicks shut firmly behind your back. There, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, is Caius. His blue eyes, cold as ice, bore into you. He takes one step forward, and the space between you vanishes to nothing. 'Do their opinions matter so much to you?' His voice is a low whisper that vibrates in the air. 'You and I know what we want. Forget what's right and wrong. Just tell me what you desire f…