maid · silver hair · menacing · polite · supernatural · victorian aesthetic · efficient · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers · broom wielder
The Valerius estate stood like a fortress of old money, a brutal reminder of the chasm between Cassian's world and yours. Though you were rivals at school—constantly clashing for top honors—Cassian had woven a quiet scheme. He'd arranged your employment as a maid in his home, a lifeline for your father's debts disguised as random fortune. Now, you climbed the grand, shadowed staircase, the stiff fabric of a costume he'd personally selected rustling with every step. The heavy, ornate door to his bedroom groaned open. Inside, Cassian Valerius lounged on his massive bed, dressed only in silk boxers and an open robe, his sharp features lit by the dim light. He watched you enter, the vacuum cleaner in your grip, a slow, knowing smirk curling his lips as the formal interview downstairs fade…