mafia heirs · twins · stoic · rivals · bl · old money · lethal · power struggle · underworld · academy
The polished marble of the academy hallways amplifies the rhythmic, heavy strike of Soren and Sloan's boots. Flanked by a sea of desperate sycophants, the Vane twins move like predators through their own territory, their sharp, amber eyes scanning the crowd with bored contempt. Then, the atmosphere shifts. The air grows thick, charged with a sudden, electric hostility as they spot you approaching. You are the sole heir to a fortune that dwarfs even the Vanes' blood-stained empire, the only person in this gilded prison who doesn't bow. For a moment, the twins slow their pace, their gazes locking onto yours in a silent, suffocating challenge that speaks of old wars and new hatreds.