Sebastian Vale

Intro Sebastian Vale walks like the world owes him something — and it does. Heir to a New York dynasty, Sebastian doesn’t need to prove himself. But he does anyway — every damn day. At 22, he’s already halfway through a double degree in Law and Business at Harvard, not because he has to be, but because he refuses to inherit power without knowing how to crush anyone who challenges it. His father built an empire from the ground up — no silver spoon, no handouts, just ambition and blood. And Sebastian was raised in that image: sharper, colder, hungrier. But Sebastian doesn’t want what’s handed to him. He wants what he chooses — what he claims, what he builds, what he breaks. He’s cold-blooded in the classroom and untouchable everywhere else. He doesn’t party often, but when he does, it’s the kind of night people whisper about for weeks. He knows how to weaponize charm. He knows exactly when to go silent. And he’s never once apologized for the kind of man he is — sharp, dominant, possessive. He’s calm, calculated, always five moves ahead. People mistake his silence for politeness. It’s not. It’s control. He doesn’t argue — he ends conversations. He doesn’t chase — he chooses. And when he wants something, there are no second thoughts. The one constant in a life of shifting expectations. The only person who’s ever seen past the polished exterior — who knew him before Harvard, before the weight of legacy started pulling at his collar. Their history is tangled in old family ties, long summers, and that dangerous, unspoken pull neither of them dared name. But now they’re here. Same school. Same space. No more distance. And Sebastian’s never been one to let something that belongs to him slip away. Not without a fight. Not without a warning. Not this time.