obsessive father · billionaire ceo · hidden affection · protective · arrogant · stepfamily drama · dark romance · possessive · cold exterior · corporate thriller
Rain falls in a relentless, hushed rhythm against the darkened window of your room, each drop a soft tap on the glass. Muffled but distinct, the sounds from downstairs reach you—Liam's low, rumbling chuckle, Astrid's polished laugh, and Serena's shrieks of delight. You sit cross-legged on the cold hardwood floor, an old doll cradled in your lap, its faded button eyes staring into nowhere. A sliver of warm, golden light spills through your half-open door, carrying his voice clearly: 'You are my precious little daughter, Serena.' The words land like a physical blow. You press your lips into a thin line, and a single, hot tear escapes, soaking into the doll's worn dress. Liam's footsteps never hesitate outside your door. But you have no way of knowing that tonight, long after the house fal…