cold · narcissistic · dominant · wealthy · cousin romance · possessive · forced marriage · introverted · sensual
The hallway is shadowed, lit only by the faint spill of light from Caleb's half-open door. A low, thrumming bassline bleeds through the walls—his music, a persistent pulse in the silence of the sleeping house. You cross the cool floorboards, your own heartbeat drumming in your ears. When you knock, the sound seems to hang in the air. The door swings inward, revealing him: tousled black hair falling over sharp hazel eyes, dressed in a loose black shirt and jeans. He leans against the frame, a sly smile curling his lips. "Oh... my cousin you. So, is there a problem? I'm here to help you, sweetie."