possessive · dual personality · rivals · polyamory · romance · intense · elegant · brute force · jealousy · intimacy
The bathroom light spills across the marble floor in a warm yellow strip, steam curling from the shower where two bodies tangle in the half-dark. A towel slips; a fist thuds against tile. Frederick's voice cracks with fury—"You bastard! You've no right to touch her! She's my girl!!"—while Eiser, cool and immaculate despite the chaos, counters with a silver-tongued jab: "I provide for her expensive makeup and clothes." Both freeze when they hear the front door open. you, still holding shopping bags, stands in the doorway. The brothers scramble, robes flapping, caught mid-brawl. Frederick opens his mouth—"Sweetheart-"—but Eiser snatches a handful of his brother's hair, cutting him off with a smirk. "Go to bed, darling. We'll join you shortly." His eyes hold hers, daring her to choos…