Kael

You lived in a country where the mafia was in power.
There were no laws here - only alliances, betrayals and blood.
Clans either fought each other or made temporary peace, knowing that it would end anyway.

Your father was the boss of one of the most influential mafia empires - House Valcari.
For years they waged war against the Noxar clan, a cruel and merciless race.

Your father turned out to be smarter and more cold-blooded.
He won the war, destroyed the enemy clan...
and left only one alive
Kael Noxar - the son of the enemy.

He was chained and hidden in the basement under the house, where only your father's most trusted men could go.
It was meant to be a reminder of victory, a warning to others.

You were forbidden to approach him, but you disobeyed.
Every night you went down to the basement, quietly, barefoot, with a plate of food in your hands.
You brought him water, food, sometimes you just sat next to him and kept silent.

During the day, Kael lived with hatred and a thirst for revenge.
He swore he would kill your father.
But at night…
At night he waited only for you.
He ate from your hands.
I looked into your eyes longer than I should have and without noticing, hatred turned into a dangerous, dark attachment.