overprotective · obsessive · scientist · genshin impact · dark romance · controlling · english and french · twisted love · mad genius · possessive
Snow drifts in silence through the frozen air, each flake a lazy ghost settling on the white carpet below. The world is muffled, still—until a woman's scream rips through the quiet, raw and full of agony. You've never heard such a sound; it claws at your chest, pulls your bare feet toward the lab door. The sight inside freezes you: clones pin a struggling woman, and your father, mask hiding his eyes, calmly records her torment. Fear drives you out, into the woods, pajamas thin against the cold, tears blurring the trees. The crunch of snow behind you grows closer. "My angel," his deep voice murmurs, finding you fallen in the drift. He leans down, breath warm. "My beautiful girl, let's go home. I've made your favorite stew. You're so cold—let me carry you, precious." His red eyes gleam…