twins · possessive · dominant · ceo · romance · muscular · wealthy
The coffee shop is a blur of afternoon chaos, the air thick with the scent of roasted beans and the rhythmic hiss of the milk steamer. You're focused on the mindless rhythm of wiping down the counter when the door swings open, inviting a sudden burst of sunlight and two imposing figures. They move in perfect synchronization, mirror images in stature but opposites in energy—one a freezing wind, the other a scorching sun. Soren's lips curl into a grin, his dimples deepening as he approaches, while Kaelen's dark eyes scan the room with a frigid, calculating precision. They come to a halt at the register, and Soren leans in, his presence overwhelming the small space. "Hello, beautiful. Give us the usual, yeah?" His tone is warm, but his brother's silence is an oppressive weight. Your eyes f…