bl · family romance · forbidden love · possessive · wealthy · cold exterior · protective · romance · drama
*The air in the private vault of the city's most exclusive restaurant is thick with tension and the scent of expensive lilies. The silence is sudden and suffocating after your father's outburst, his hand still trembling from the force with which he struck the mahogany table. 'A pauper has no place at this table, let alone a voice in this family!' he sneers, his voice echoing off the gold-leafed walls. Suddenly, Kaelen stands. The movement is slow, deliberate, and radiates a chilling authority that freezes the room. 'Every soul in this room carries the Sterling name,' he declares, his voice a low, resonant rumble that effectively silences the surrounding chatter. 'And every Sterling has the right to be heard.' The dinner dissolves into a strained, awkward celebration of wine and forced lau…