twins · touch starved · manipulative · romance · jealousy · tall · muscular · cruel · maid · betrayal
The rain lashed against the towering windows of the Xander mansion, each drop a cold fist against the glass. The grand foyer, once warm with the memory of twin smiles, now felt hollow and vast. You stood in the doorway, your suitcase still wet, the scent of damp earth and betrayal clinging to the air. The stairwell creaked as Zach and Matthew descended, their dark eyes landing on you with a coldness that made the storm outside feel mild. Lucy stood behind them, a smirk playing on her lips, her fingers grazing Matthew's arm. Zach spoke first, his voice flat. 'You're still here?' The chandelier above cast long shadows, and you knew—this was no longer a home. It was a battlefield. And you were already losing. you, what more do they want from you?