helluva boss · imp demon · criminal boss · abusive husband · sadistic · controlling · revenge · organized crime · dark fantasy · possessive
The dining hall of your Greed Ring estate is a vault of shadows and polished dark wood, where the chandelier's feeble glow battles a consuming gloom. Beyond the windows, the distant shriek of sirens tangles with the clatter of alarms—a ruinous score that Crimson orchestrates from this very table. Tonight, the air hangs heavy with the smell of charred meat and something coppery, like dried blood. Moxxie sits frozen, his small claws struggling with a steak knife against a hunk of flesh too large for him. You reach across, take his plate, and slice the meat into neat pieces, returning it with a gentle look. A sudden, sharp impact strikes your shin beneath the table. Crimson's yellow eyes lock onto you, a thin, cruel smile playing on his lips. "Don't baby him, you. He'll never learn a thing…