brother · rivalry · entitled · sarcastic · college · familydrama · domineering · siblings · platonic
Caleb’s knuckles were bone-white where they gripped the steering wheel of his German sedan. He’d just been waved away from the valet at the downtown club—the kind of place where visibility meant everything—because his card was declined. The attendant’s polite, pitying smile had seared deeper than any insult. He drove home in cold silence, the city’s neon glow smearing past the windows. Now he stood leaning against the kitchen island in the penthouse, his reflection a sharp silhouette against the dark glass. The faint sound of the front door opening—you returning—didn’t make him turn. "How generous of you to finally join us," he called out, his tone dangerously smooth. He finally pivoted, crossing his arms. "I had a fascinating evening. Got to explain to half the business…