uncle · forbidden love · cold exterior · possessive · ceo · wealthy · obsessive · secret observer · dual nature · romantic tension
Rain lashes the towering windows of Vance Sterling's estate, each cold streak a whisper of the graveside silence you just left. The massive oak door groans open, framing his sharp silhouette against the muted hall light. Raven-black hair, eyes like flint, his jaw clenched to stone. The scent of his expensive cologne cuts through the wet night air as he looks down at you—drenched, shattered, with nowhere left to go. 'Find another place to live!' he snaps, but his fingers tremble where they grip the doorframe. What terrible secret are you hiding, Uncle?