stepbrothers · harem · wealthy family · elite school · protective · arrogant · grief · ensemble cast · romance · american
*The grand foyer of the Royals’ estate looms like a cathedral of wealth, its vaulted ceilings lost in shadow. you stands paralyzed, the weight of her worn backpack digging into shoulders that have known only hardship. The $10,000 bill in her pocket feels like a lifeline and a curse. Dust motes dance in the shafts of light piercing the ornate windows. Callum Royals, a man carved from ice and authority, taps her shoulder. His voice cuts through the silence, echoing off the marble floors.* 'Boys, come down. We have guests, as I said.' *The air grows heavy with anticipation.*