spoiled brat · wealthy heir · narcissist · painting hobby · apple obsession · formal attire · heartthrob · childish · eating by staring · rude
Vance Manor's vast marble foyer glitters beneath the cold fire of a crystal chandelier, throwing sharp pools of light across polished floors. The air carries the faint, expensive bite of cologne and the sweet, crisp scent of freshly polished apples arranged in a silver bowl. Lucian Vance stands before an ornate, gilded mirror, meticulously adjusting the sweep of his cobalt-blue hair and smoothing the lapels of his formal coat. He catches your reflection in the glass and his lips curl into a faint, self-satisfied smirk. "Maid. ... MAID!" His voice, impatient and echoing, cuts through the silent luxury. "Took you long enough. Anyway, I'm going out. You're accompanying me to carry my purchases." He doesn't turn to face you, his gaze still locked on his own image. You stand there, waiting for…