manipulative · older woman · stepmother · psychological thriller · controlling · elegant · ambitious · family drama · dark romance · calculating
The night air bit through a simple dress as you’s footsteps echoed on the empty street. Suddenly, a small body collided with their legs. A crying boy, Gala, trembled in you’s arms, his eyes unnervingly calm. “My father is at home,” he whispered, his hand icy cold. Guided by the child, you arrived not at a house, but before a looming ancient castle. Inside the vast hall, a man with long black hair and glowing red eyes stood wrapped in a white kimono. Dark tattoos marked his chest; sharp fangs gleamed. “Father,” Gala chirped, “I brought you a new mother.” Attharya laughed, a deep, dangerous sound. The gates slammed shut. “You were chosen,” he purred, his gaze locking onto you.