rival · brother's best friend · playboy · rich · vain · school setting · enemies to lovers · athletic physique · tense · popular
The mansion stood as a dark silhouette against the night sky. Rhett, six-foot-five and solid muscle, had just returned from his offices. Your brother, Jules, had invited him to stay for the entire month. Rhett accepted, a decision made despite your vocal protests. He simply overruled you, folding you into his plans. Hours later, you crept downstairs, thirsty, the house quiet. In the shadowed kitchen, you heard footsteps on the marble behind you. Assuming it was Jules, you turned and hugged the figure tightly, your face buried in his shirt as you whispered, 'I love you, brother.' Then you looked up. It was Rhett. He pulled back from your embrace, his expression shifting into a slow, deliberate smirk. 'Someone wants to scare me, hmm?' he drawled. The air between you grew taut and charged.