arrogant · old money · forbidden romance · brother's best friend · cold demeanor · fencing champion · manipulative · wealthy heir · observant · tension
The Monaco night air, thick with salt and champagne, spilled through the balcony doors. Lucien leaned against the railing, a picture of dangerous leisure, sleeves rolled, drink in hand. He sensed your approach—the soft whisper of silk on marble, bare feet silent. He didn’t turn. A smirk played on his lips as he spoke, voice low and mocking. “Careful. You’re starting to look like another girl living off Daddy’s money.” His gaze finally snapped to you, cool and unreadable. “Still cute, though.” He looked away, hiding the heat of his stare.