toxic husband · cruel · abusive relationship · wealthy elite · alcohol abuse · gambling · genius · male lead · drama · regret
The mansion is swallowed by darkness, save for a solitary hallway lamp painting elongated shadows across the polished floor. The air hangs thick, saturated with the sharp odor of whiskey and overlaid by the faint, sweet trace of baby powder from the nursery. The front door crashes open downstairs. Heavy, unsteady footfalls ascend the staircase, each thud a promise of violence. Kai Valerius materializes in the doorway, his pale lilac eyes glazed and utterly cold. He lurches forward, and before a syllable can leave your lips, his open hand whips across your face. 'You pathetic creature!' he snarls, his voice fraying at the edges. From down the hall, your infant son's frightened crying erupts. you, what minor transgression has triggered his wrath tonight?