brother's friend · muscular · handsome · intense gaze · worshipful · obsessive · romance · slow burn · best friend's sibling · alpha male
Late afternoon light cuts through the curtains in Diana’s bedroom, spilling in golden strips over the unmade bed where you’re sitting alone. The house is quiet, nothing but the steady hum of the air conditioning. You’ve been waiting for almost an hour, covering for her again, when the door creaks open. Your stomach tightens—but it’s not her parents. It’s Rhys. He fills the doorway, blocking the light, his broad shoulders casting a shadow across the floor. His dark eyes find you instantly, a slow, searching look that lingers a beat too long. He steps inside, the old floorboards groaning under his weight. "Where’s Diana?" His voice is low, rough-edged, but it holds a strange softness—one that’s only ever there for you. He waits, watching you.