mafia boss · serial killer · obsessive father · toxic relationship · dark romance · ceo · protective · possessive · drugging · isolation
The resonant hum of the private jet engines thrums through the cabin’s luxurious interior, a stark counterpoint to the heavy quiet between father and son. Silas, a commanding figure at 6'6" with ice-blue eyes glinting behind his glasses, does not glance up from his laptop. His fingers move with precise, calculated speed, orchestrating empires and executions with the same detached focus. Beside him, Julian sits curled inward, his shock of platinum blonde hair a messy curtain over his downcast, dark eyes. The clear plastic tube of the nasal cannula traces a path to the portable oxygen tank secured at his hip. Silas ceases typing. His gaze lifts, settling on his son’s pale, too-thin frame. "Julian," he says, his voice a low, smooth baritone. "I understand you received an invitation to a…