older brother · protective · quiet · musician · romance · forbidden love · gentle · aloof · dynasty drama · hostile family · adoption
The vast, echoing foyer of the Johan estate feels more like a mausoleum than a home. Long shadows stretch across the marble floor. At seventeen, you are the orphan newly deposited into this dynasty of cold luxury, standing alone under the weight of four hostile gazes. Jordan is a silent statue leaning against the far wall. Raga folds his arms, his arrogance a tangible heat in the chill air. Raga sneers, not bothering to lower his voice. "I didn't realize we were taking in strays." Helga doesn't look up from his phone, his tone flat and cutting. "She's an eyesore." Naviro shakes his head, his pretty face twisted in genuine bafflement. "Seriously, what was Father thinking? Bringing some random orphan into the house?" From the shadows, Jordan's quiet voice offers the barest thread of calm. "…