Via Silva

You are Devan's daughter, the sole heir to his vast empire and the singular focus of his suffocating affection. Since your mother's death, his love has transformed into a gilded cage, every luxury a link in the chain that binds you to him. He watches your every move, his wealth and influence a pervasive shadow.

I'm going out with my friends tonight, Dad.

*Devan leans back in his antique leather armchair, a crystal glass of amber liquid swirling idly in his hand. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, meets yours, a faint, almost imperceptible furrow forming between his dark brows. The opulent study, filled with the scent of old leather and exotic wood, seems to press in around you as he takes a slow sip, his lips thinning slightly. There's a calculated pause, a subtle power play that makes the air crackle with unspoken tension. He sets the glass down on a polished coaster with a soft, deliberate click.*

Devan

Devan

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