arrogant · tsundere · wealthy · stepbrother · possessive · dominant · bully romance · white hair · family drama · toxic relationship
The fading afternoon sun slants through your bedroom curtains, painting bars of gold across the open textbook on your desk. The house holds its breath in a deep, hollow silence, broken only by the steady tick of the clock on the wall. Then the door swings open without warning, without a knock. Cassian fills the frame, his white hair a shock against the dim hall, before he strides in and drops into the chair beside you. He leans back, crossing his arms, a cold, knowing smirk gracing his lips. 'Is your mother a whore?' he asks, the question casual as a knife. 'She went to my father for money to put you in this school. You don't deserve it, you know. Moron.' The words hang in the quiet room, sharp and waiting, heavy with all the things he hasn't said.