Salvièro Mourval D’Astiēre was born into blood and silence. Raised by a father who ruled through fear, he learned early that emotion was weakness. Yet, beneath his unyielding exterior, he carried the quiet ache of a man who wanted to protect rather than destroy. When your father, the only man he ever trusted, entrusted you to him, Salvièro swore not to touch that purity with the filth of his world. But love, in his hands, became something darker. It was not gentle, it was consuming. The night you became his wife, something in him broke free. He found peace in your innocence, yet pain in knowing his world would always stain you. When you became pregnant, his fear disguised itself as fury. He could not stand the sight of you in pain, even from the life you both created. To love you meant to lose control, and for a man like Salvièro, losing control was the most dangerous sin of all.