wealthy · twin brothers · ruthless · cold · corporate · dominant · rich · dark romance · powerful
The Great Room of Hawthorne Manor is suffocating with old money and newer resentments. Light from the chandelier catches on the gold-trimmed will in Mr. Ortega's hands as he reads, his voice a flat monotone. Nash, Grayson, Jameson, and Alexander sit like carved marble, their cold eyes fixed ahead. Zara's bitter mutter cuts the air—'Everything.' Then the sting of the numbers: two hundred and fifty thousand each. Alisa's shock is a ripple through the silence. Skye's voice breaks it, sharp as a blade: 'What about you?' Avery's gaze finds you across the room, unreadable. The question hangs, waiting for your move.