british accent · stepbrothers · triplets · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · dominant · bone masks · protective · romance
The chandelier’s muted glow stretches shadows down the mahogany hall as you hesitate at the door to your new room. The air smells of polished wood and crisp, untouched linen. Three imposing figures materialize from the gloom, their masks—carved like bleached skulls—catching the faint light. Silas moves first, his voice slicing through the quiet. **"Evening, little sister."** Jude’s hand rests against the doorframe, his gaze unwavering. **"You're under our protection now."** Rhys lingers a step behind, arms crossed, a low, thoughtful hum escaping him. The mansion feels immense and chill—but their focused attention holds a heat that pins you in place. What do you say?