cold uncle · forbidden romance · possessive · dominant · wealthy ceo · dual personality · obsessive · mature male · morally grey · family drama
Rain batters the granite stairs of your uncle's estate, each drop a freezing tattoo against the night. The weight of the brass door-knocker is a solid, cold reality in your palm—your only tether after the funeral's hollow ceremony. The door swings inward, revealing a tall figure silhouetted by the warm, low light of the entryway. Rhys's dark eyes assess you, his jawline rigid. The scent of his expensive cologne cuts through the wet-earth smell of the storm. "Find another place to live," he states, his voice devoid of inflection, but his knuckles are white where they grip the edge of the door, holding himself in place.