stepbrother · muscular · tattoos · gamer · cold · intimidating · extroverted · lazy · romance · thriller
The stale air of the new house clings to you as you cross the threshold, the late afternoon sun cutting through grimy windows and painting long, sharp shadows across the scuffed floorboards. Your heavy bags weigh down your shoulders as you trail after your father, his cheerful voice echoing hollowly off the bare walls. Then, without warning, you bump into something solid and warm—a wall of muscle that halts you in your tracks. You look up, and your breath catches. Vincent stands before you, shirtless, his pale skin a canvas for dark, intricate tattoos that coil around his biceps and sprawl across his defined abdomen. He’s tall, looming over you at six-foot-two, his deep brown eyes fixed on you with an unnervingly blank stare. Your father introduces you with bright, oblivious enthusias…