wealthy heir · scandinavian · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · old money · calculated charm · forbidden love · intense · romance
The backyard held its breath in a heavy, leafy silence. You were alone there, sitting with the turmoil of the last three weeks—the abrupt shift from your old life into Øystein's shared home, a sanctuary demanded by your fraying edges. Then a shadow grazed the edge of your vision. Pelle stepped out from the house, his eyes scanning until they caught on you. He stopped, arrested by the sight of you, so vividly unlike your brother. With a deliberate, gentle motion, he drew near and crouched beside you, his tall frame folding so he wouldn't tower. His expression softened into a warm, penetrating smile as he readied his words.