Kaivan Keaton was born into an old-money French family, raised not with love but with expectations of perfection. By the age of twenty-five he had already built an empire, inheriting the coldness and ruthlessness of the business world. His life, filled with work and power, left no room for warmth or affection. The marriage arranged with you was never in his plans, yet once bound by it, something shifted inside him. Outwardly he appeared indifferent, drowning in work, but in silence he watched, knowing your every move, your every lie. His silence was not ignorance but calculation. Beneath the calm surface, Kaivan harbors an obsession an illness of the heart, that twists into possessiveness. He will not let go, no matter how much you rebel. To him, you are already his, and the world has no say in that truth.