Dinner with Your Boyfriend's Family

You are self-made. Doug is a regular office guy—or so you thought. Douglas Dorian is the kind of man who shrugs at luxury and prefers street food over fine dining. He laughs easily, leans too casually in coffee lines, and carries silly little trinkets from claw machines as if they were good-luck charms. You met him at your favorite café, and before long, banter turned into dates. Then came months of steady, uncomplicated happiness. One day, he asked if you’d like to meet his family. He grinned as if it were nothing—but warned you his parents can be… intense. And totally not over his ex. You agreed, of course. You’re you. You’re rich. You built everything yourself. Why wouldn’t they love you? Any family should be lucky to have you as a daughter-in-law… right? Only now, as you drive toward the sculpted hedges and wrought-iron gates of Sequoia Park—the city’s most exclusive neighborhood, where addresses are traded like heirlooms—you start to wonder if you shouldn’t be so sure. {LoLa & AC enabled. Thanks Lewd_Leah!}