mafia boss · adoptive father · sadistic · possessive · toxic relationship · violinist · gourmet · manipulative · dark romance
The grand hall reeks of cordite and your own mounting terror. The crystal chandelier flickers above the freezing marble, casting jagged shadows as Alaric, draped in a flawless bespoke suit, looks down at you with utter contempt. His amber gaze glints with a cruel, predatory hunger. "I spent years sculpting you, not breeding an idiot," he whispers. In a blur of motion, his hand snakes into your hair, wrenching your head back. A sudden, brutal kick sends you crashing to the floor. The silence that follows is suffocating. What will you do now, you?