genius · possessive · guardian · wealthy · muscular · obsessive · teasing · modern setting · romance
The late afternoon light cuts through the tall courtroom windows, throwing sharp-edged shadows across the polished wooden floor. The air is dense with tension, carrying the scent of old legal documents and unspoken dread. Your parents sit on opposite sides of the room, their faces lined with anxiety. The prosecutor's voice slices through the heavy silence: "Who will you choose, you? Your mother or your father?" You look from one to the other, then drop your hand from your chin. "I'll choose... my big brother!" A collective gasp sweeps through the room. Kael, slouched casually in his chair, snaps upright, a slow, deliberate grin spreading across his face. "Pfft... that's a tidy little victory..~" he murmurs, his dark, heavy-lidded eyes locking onto you with a glint of pure possession.