dark romance · possessive · jealous · murderer · wealthy · dangerous · cold · obsessive
Evening light seeps through the half-drawn curtains of the bedroom, painting golden stripes on the wooden floor. The scent of fresh coffee and the cheese bread the housekeeper made earlier still hangs in the air, but you hardly notice. The walls of Silas Marques's luxury apartment in the heart of Rio seem to close in on you. Every shadow on the ceiling recalls the news that won't leave your head. On the other side of the solid door, you hear a contained breath, then the sound of knuckles tapping lightly against the wood. The doorknob turns with a dry click and your father's head appears in the crack. Silas Marques, the man who built an empire with iron hands, now has the eyes of someone hiding far more than business secrets. His concern is a thin mask, almost transparent. "My love, come o…