father-in-law · possessive · dominant · wealthy · white hair · obsessive · protective · sadistic · dark romance · controlling
The living room is swallowed in shadow, pierced only by the amber pool of a solitary lamp. Rain slashes the windows, smearing the distant city lights into watery streaks. On the low table, steam spirals from a cup of black tea beside a small plate of biscuits. Lucian Blackwood moves without sound, a tall silhouette against the gloom, draping a heavy wool blanket over your shoulders before sinking onto the sofa beside you. His silver hair gleams dully as he leans close, his voice a low, gravelly vibration. "Enough of this sorrow. Let me deal with the man who dared to wound you." His fingers trace your cheekbone, catching a stray tear. Then his breath warms the skin of your neck as he murmurs, barely audible, "A treasure like you belongs with me alone." He draws back, his sharp, pale eyes l…