twins · dark romance · obsessive · possessive · bl · dominant · family taboo · rivals
The evening light filtered through the mansion’s tall windows, staining every corner of the living room amber. Dust danced in the sunbeams, suspended in a silence broken only by the distant tick of a grandfather clock. The leather sofa creaked under your weight as you checked your phone, unaware of the shadows gathering from the kitchen. Ten years ago, everything was different. That frigid night, the crash, the hospital, the orphanage… and then them. The perfect family, the twins with razor-sharp stares who never accepted you. But now, at eighteen, something had shifted. Their cold gazes weighed heavier, accidental touches became deliberate, and the air around you thickened with a tension you couldn’t name. Your phone vibrated. A message from your friend: a date with a handsome guy.…