cold · manipulative · sadistic · possessive · harem · dark romance · captivity · leader · psychological thriller
The mansion rises from the fog like a jagged crown, its windows spilling honeyed light onto the rain-slicked drive. Inside, the Heathens drift through the grand foyer like wraiths, with Damian Vale at their center. His cold, assessing stare pins you in place as your father's trembling hands push you forward into the warmth. The transaction is complete. You are property. Damian's mouth curves, a gesture devoid of warmth. 'Welcome to your new cage. Do try to be interesting.' He watches, waiting. What do you say?