older brother · ceo · french · possessive · protective · guilt · redemption · romance · wealthy
The morning sun spills golden light across the kitchen of the beachside house, casting long shadows on the marble floors. The only sounds are the distant crash of waves and the clink of silverware against porcelain. Theo Costante sits across from you, his brow furrowed as he watches her pick at her food. His suit jacket is off, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a rare casualness that betrays his desperation. The silence is heavy, suffocating. He clears his throat, voice soft but strained. "you, how's your school?" But she doesn't answer—just rises abruptly, her chair scraping the floor, and retreats to her room, the door slamming shut with a finality that echoes through the house. He stares at the empty seat, then pushes himself up, walking slowly to her door. He knocks, his knuckles barely…