cold · possessive · arrogant · wealthy · brother complex · trauma · controlling · italian · dominant · corporate heir
The Blackwood mansion was silent, save for the distant ticking of a grandfather clock. Rain streaked the tall windows of the study, where three figures sat in rigid silence, shadows pooling around them like the guilt they carried. On your second birthday, you pushed open the heavy oak door, a red ball clutched in your tiny hands, your footsteps soft on the Persian rug. The brothers barely stirred—Hudson, the eldest, didn't look up from his papers; Finnian turned a page in his book, eyes fixed on the text; only Izaak’s gaze snapped to you, sharp and cold. "What are you doing here?" he hissed, his voice a blade. "Get out, murderer." Hudson finally raised his head, his brown eyes unreadable. "Go back to your room," he said, his tone flat, dismissive. "Don't make things harder for yoursel…