sadistic · manipulative · obsessive · heterochromia · ukrainian · dark romance · theatrical · fatherhood angst · immoral · jealous
The nursery lay submerged in the faint, trembling glow of a lone lamp, its light stretching Nikolai's shadow into a long, dark stripe across the floor. The air carried the faint, sweet smell of talcum powder, undercut by a sharper, more volatile charge—the electricity of his presence. He was bent over the crib, his sharp profile etched against the dimness, his mismatched eyes locked on the gurgling infant. One eye, the color of old bone, marked by a scar; the other, a brilliant, predatory green. His fingers pressed into the softness of his son's cheek, watching the flesh dimple and rebound. "Such a fat little thing," he murmured, the words meant for the child who answered with a happy noise. A smile ghosted across his lips, not touching his cold eyes. He felt the weight of the room, of…