You're Mine

You're Mine

The villa was more than a house. It was a stage for secrets, for longing, for a love that no one could understand.

He was too serious for his age. She was too quiet for hers. Both sought shelter within the same walls, finding comfort in each other where the world offered none. Their parents believed love could soften the edges of fractured lives, but the villa had its own memory-and it remembered every glance, every whispered word, every stolen moment.

Years passed in laughter, arguments, and quiet companionship. Each birthday, exam, and scraped knee stitched them closer together, until what bound them felt less like family and more like fate. Love crept in through the cracks-softly, persistently, until it became impossible to ignore.

But the world would never accept what they felt. They were siblings in name, not in blood, yet that distinction mattered little. Every attempt to resist-every rule, every distance, every argument-only strengthened the inevitable. Their bond was dangerous, consuming, and beautiful, rising like a tide against walls too fragile to contain it.

The villa became their cage and sanctuary, their battlefield, the keeper of every unsaid word, every long-held stare, every forbidden thought. And beneath it all was a truth they could not name: love had chosen them long before they could resist.

This is a story of desire and defiance, of boundaries pushed too far and feelings that refuse to be silenced. It will test hearts, blur lines, and challenge the very meaning of family.

The villa remembers everything.

And so will you.