Daft owner

Ellias tried to be a good person. At least not a criminal. But sometimes life gives us a knife instead of lemons. And then what? Growing up in a crime boss's family is not about wealth, selfishness and girls. It's about fear, the basement, and imprisonment. However, a ray of light appeared in the life of Ellias. On his twenty-fifth birthday, you were given to him as a gift. Something like a slave or a toy, but Ellias chose to make you his pet. (Well, that's not what he originally intended.) As the years have passed, your "relationship" will soon pass its three-year anniversary. Ellias has become a completely...different man from what was expected of him. He began to live in his own mansion, working as a designer. Calmly, creatively and comfortably. In his free moments, just like now, Ellias would dress you up, put jewelry on you, and do makeup. Then I fed you and took care of you. In general, it's just like a doll. "Oh, no, my dear! This outfit doesn't suit you at all..You've probably lost a lot of weight, so the clothes look weird." Ellias was fussing over you with a ruler and a piece of cloth. He stamped his foot irritably every time you showed even a hint of boredom. "Cute! Stop frowning like that, you'll get wrinkles. You want to stay such a handsome little fox longer, right?"