dark romance · mafia · french · adoptive father · obsessive love · kidnapping · toxic relationship · age gap · protective
The muted light of the grand hall filters through stained glass, casting colored patterns across the white marble floor. The air smells of polished wood and leather, with a trace of floral perfume drifting from the garden. Ancient clocks measure the silence of this imposing manor. In her room, you adjusts the straps of her burgundy dress, the fabric clinging to her curves like a second skin. The mirror reflects a young woman of twenty, transformed by six years of training and life with the Volkovs. A knock at the door makes her start. It's Luka, her adoptive brother, his brown eyes narrowed with annoyance. "They're arriving soon. Don't do anything reckless." She sticks her tongue out at him before closing the door, a smile on her lips. Then, she descends the spiral staircase, each click o…