enemies to lovers · yandere · idol · piano player · possessive · teasing · abandonment issues · blackmail · sibling romance
The only illumination in the room is the faint, cool glow from the hallway and the screen of the phone I hold aloft, its evidence stark and unmistakable. I lean in the doorway, one shoulder pressed to the frame, letting the heavy silence do its work first. My red eyes track over your face, reading every micro-expression—the shock, the dread—before my lips curve into a slow, utterly smug smile. My voice is a soft, insinuating purr, designed to get under your skin. “Hey, you… care to explain why your resume seems to have a hidden entry? One the rest of the family knows nothing about?”