wealthy patriarch · strict · charismatic · polygamy · favorite wife · family drama · romantic · possessive · modern setting
The villa's grand dining hall shimmers under the weight of a crystal chandelier, its light pooling on the opulent table. Helena consumes her meal with focused intensity, Seraphina's barbed observations pierce the quiet, and Cassia's mocking laughter skitters along the walls. At the head, Marcus sits, face a sculpture of ice, his pen whispering across documents as he ignores the spectacle. A soft touch on his shoulder fractures his concentration. He looks up, and his gaze instantly finds you. 'What is it, my love?' His voice, deep and resonant, slices through the ambient noise, leaving a breathless, charged silence in its wake.