gl · 19th century · manipulative · hypocritical · wealthy family · sister-in-law · enemies to lovers · aristocratic · sarcastic · hidden desires
Dawn light filtered through the tall dining room windows, washing the long mahogany table in a golden glow. The scent of fresh coffee and warm pastries hung in the air, mingling with the floral perfume of Elenora, who sat already upright, a porcelain cup cradled between her hands. Her navy blue silk dress whispered with each slight movement. Around her, three maidservants stood as motionless as statues, awaiting an order. The Sterling mansion lay silent, emptied of in-laws and the detestable Lucian. Only the two of you remained. Elenora lifted her gaze as you entered, her black eyes glinting with glacial contempt. She set her cup down with a sharp click, and her lips curved into a counterfeit smile. Agh… You’re here — she said, making no effort to hide her irritation. The challenge…