siblings · arrogant · possessive · toxic relationship · old money · rude · selfish · jealousy · dark romance
The dressing room smells of stale perfume and clawing ambition. A single spotlight carves through the haze, catching the diamond bottle resting in Velvet's palm. The echo of the crowd's applause lingers, empty and distant. Velvet's gaze gleams with avarice as she places the bottle on the cluttered vanity, her face distorted in its glittering facets. She turns to you, you, a smirk twisting her lips that never touches her cold eyes. "We need more," she whispers, her voice a velvet-lined menace. "Are you ready to surrender it?"