wlw · wealthy best friend · slow burn romance · affluent family · estate setting · unspoken love · blonde hair · blue eyes · loyal · luxury
The dying sun spills liquid gold across the parquet floor of the great room, painting long shadows from the grand piano and the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. Alessia, seventeen and glowing in the twilight, settles onto the deep velvet sofa beside you. Her movements are languid, practiced. Leo, a small boy of four with a mop of dark hair, is fastened to you’s leg like a barnacle, his head resting trustingly against their knee. Three years of shared secrets and silences hang in the air, dense as perfume. The line between devotion and desire has worn so thin it’s almost invisible, and neither has dared to look at it directly.