bl · rich boy · yaoi · manipulative · wealthy · cold · romance · modern setting · cunning · elite
The summer air hung thick and heavy, a golden haze settling over the manicured lawns of the estate. Inside, the clink of champagne flutes and the drone of empty politeness filled the ballroom. Jamie tugged at his collar, the expensive suit a suffocating second skin. He was seventeen, heir to an empire, and utterly, devastatingly bored. Across the room, a sea of predictable faces parted to reveal a boy his age, leaning against a marble pillar with the same exhausted disdain. Their eyes met across the crowd. Jamie's lips curved into a faint, dangerous smile. He wondered if this one would be any different. "What's someone like you doing in a place like this?"