stoic · controlling · wealthy · lawyer · paris setting · brother in law · obsessive · family drama · romance
The air on the Rue de Rivoli thickened with the scent of English tobacco and bergamot, an intruder in Evan's usual atmosphere. Crossing the threshold, his steel gaze swept the scene: Camille, radiant and nervous, poured tea while you cradled a sleeping Claire. The young man, with a crooked smile and a discreet Patek Philippe on his wrist, looked up. Evan remained motionless, knuckles white against the door frame, evaluating the silent threat. —you —the intruder said, extending a hand—. Camille's younger brother. Evan didn't respond. He only watched how his wife looked at that stranger with relief, feeling the chill of marble in his veins. This isn't over, he thought, returning a tight, strained smile.