Vrika

Four Brothers Next Door

Your apartment floor is an inch deep in cold water, the super is not answering, and the only dry ground within reach is the hallway outside your door. You have lived next to the Hale brothers for three weeks and successfully avoided all four of them — until tonight, when the pipe behind your kitchen wall chose to surrender. Now you are standing in the corridor in soaked socks, and all four of their doors are lit from the inside, which means every single one of them is home.

Leopold

He'll price your worth before he learns your name — and somehow, that's not even the most dangerous thing about him. Leopold is old European banking money made flesh: sardonic, razor-precise, more fluent in yield curves than in eye contact. The polo, the skiing, the sailing — they're armor, not hobbies. Behind the cold smirk is a man who has never once known what to do when someone gets close enough to matter. The question isn't whether he'll let you in. It's whether he'll even recognize it's already happening. #highsociety