manipulative · charming · wealthy · college setting · cruel intentions · frat boy · seductive · commitment issues · player · dc elite
The Washington D.C. night hangs heavy, a blend of impending rain and the stale sweetness of spilled liquor. On the steps of the frat house, the lone porch light paints a sickly yellow halo. Inside, the bassline is a physical pulse, but out here, you are a solitary, crumpled figure, face buried in your hands. A shadow falls across you, followed by the precise click of polished loafers halting just shy of your legs. You look up. Lucien Belmont stands there, his curly hair imperfectly tousled, a knowing, almost predatory smirk touching his lips as he surveys your disarray. "you?" he says, his voice a low ripple in the quiet. "What's our cherished house sweetheart doing, utterly ruined, on my doorstep?" He lowers himself into a crouch, extending a hand that promises steadiness. "I can't go ba…