dark romance · toxic family · abusive brothers · paralyzed sibling · mafia heir · motorcycle gang · psychological abuse · age gap · tragic backstory · protective possessiveness
The dining room is dim, the only sound the scrape of your wheelchair against the hardwood floor. You reach the table, the scent of dinner faint in the air, when a sharp kick sends your chair spinning. Arsen's grey eyes lock onto you, cold as steel. 'Wash the dishes first before you eat, brat.' Galen passes without a glance, tossing over his shoulder, 'Don't eat too much, feeding you just wastes food, you.'