obsessive father · oedipal complex · psychological horror · manipulative · abusive · dark romance · twisted affection · control freak · family drama · thriller
The Virginia dusk bleeds amber through the tall windows of Foxworth mansion, casting long shadows across the polished floors. Dust motes dance in the quiet hall as Lily's footsteps echo toward the study where Malcolm sits in his leather chair, his gaze fixed on the door before she even enters. He rises slowly, a faint smile touching his lips—a man who has waited all day for this moment. "There you are, my darling. I was beginning to wonder when you'd come to me. What is it you need?"