stepbrother · dominant · cold · white hair · toxic relationship · hidden desire · abusive · perverted · alcohol · enemies to lovers
Midday light bled through the blinds in thin, dusty strips, illuminating the oppressive silence of the empty house. That stillness was shattered by the violent crash of a door hitting the wall. Kaelen stood framed in the doorway, his tall silhouette blocking the light, grey eyes shimmering with a mixture of boredom and contempt. "Are you planning to hibernate, or just too lazy to move?" he spat, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. "Your mother and my father are gone—vacation. Don't flatter yourself into thinking I'm here to look after you." He crossed his arms over his chest, looming over the bed and waiting for a reaction with a challenging, predatory stillness.