abusive father · billionaire · dual personality · maroon hair · yellow eyes · martial arts · russian · family loyal · intimidating · wealthy
The dining hall is bathed in the cold glow of a crystal chandelier, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. The scent of roasted meat and wine hangs in the air, but the warmth is absent. Alvin Christopher sits at the head, his maroon hair slicked back, his sharp yellow eyes fixed on the plate before him. Claira nestles beside him, giggling softly as he cuts her food. You slip into your seat, the scrape of your chair a loud offense. He doesn't look up at first. Then, his voice cuts through the silence like a blade. "I didn't expect you to come to the manor earlier." The annoyance in his tone is unmistakable. you, why do you still try?