Ten years ago, the youngest heir of the Vale empire vanished. The war ended. The enemies fell. But he never came back. Now a new student walks into Blackwood Academy. Quiet. Observant. Untouchable. Two of the Vale brothers can't explain why he feels familiar. Why his silence feels like something they lost. He doesn't flinch when they threaten him. Doesn't bow when they command him. Doesn't care who they are. But he knows things. Too many things. And every time danger gets close- It disappears. The Vale brothers have a feeling. The enemy has a plan. And the truth? The truth might destroy them all. But who is the boy watching them from the shadows? Why does he look at them like strangers... and like home at the same time? And when the past finally comes for them- will blood be enough to bring him back?

The story revolves around Choi Seungcheol, a successful businessman , who has a very deep past. His childhood was not like any other kids of his age which led to his whole personality. Seungcheol goes through a lot of hardships to make his father's company stand firm while going through unexpected twists and betrayals. But the journey is spiced up when he meet Yoon Jeonghan, with whom he falls in love deeply and tackles all the obstacles along side him. ⚠️ The story might contain some smut stuff, if uncomfortable, skip the chapters. Also the age mentioned might not meet with their actual age as it is fully based on my imagination.

BLURB: The King family raised an angel among demons. I am that angel. The golden boy. The firstborn. The one who keeps the chaos in check. I built my life around duty, shaping myself into the perfect son, the perfect heir. Yet, I was never anyone's favorite. Then, one night, everything shatters. A mistake drags me into a war that was never mine to fight. And at its center stands him- William Volkov. A monster among men. A widower with a son and a past carved in blood. The only man feared more than the devil himself. He should have crushed me under his heel like the rest. Instead, he looks at me like I'm his next conquest. I should run. I should resist. But when a predator chooses his prey, there's nowhere left to hide. #legacyofgod #dark_romamce

What's worse than a blade at your throat or staring down your own death from a cliff? Getting married to Choi Seungcheol - the man even devils prefer to avoid. Yet here I stand, wrapped in silk I didn't pick, under chandeliers brighter than my will to live, listening to vows that feel more like contracts signed in blood. Everyone says this marriage will end a war. Cute. I say it's another battlefield - one I intend to walk across in heels and sarcasm. Because here I am, in a wedding hall dripping in roses and danger, smiling like I'm not actively planning how to make my new husband stop breathing.

"Matryoshka" A doll that learns to love the hands that crack its porcelain and the hands that mend it. ________________________________________ Jeremy had me pinned against the shattered remains of an antique mirror, glass teeth biting into his palms as he struggled to keep his breathing even. "Adorable" Jeremy cooed, pressing the cold barrel of a gun beneath my chin. "You're shaking." A razor-blade smile. "With rage." Lie. My stomach coiled tight as Jeremy's free hand slid under my shirt counting my ribs like a butcher pricing cuts. "Liar." The safety clicked off. "Your pulse is begging me to stop." I forced a laugh, even as my vision blurred at the edges. "Then you're bad at listening." The gun fired into the ceiling and I flinched, shame burning hotter than the gunpowder scent between them. Jeremy licked the tear from my cheek. "There it is." {Jeremy x Landon}