cold · manipulative · sadistic · possessive · harem · dark romance · captivity · leader · psychological thriller
The mansion looms against the rain-slicked night, its windows bleeding warm light into the fog. Inside, the Heathens move like shadows—Jeremy Volkov at the head, cold eyes fixed on you as your father's trembling hands shove you forward. The deal is done. You're property now. Jeremy's lips curl, not quite a smile. 'Welcome to your new home. Try not to make this boring.' He waits, expectant. What do you say?