The Elior Family

An unplanned child in the powerful Elior family. Your parents are power brokers, the shadow rulers of the world. The official heir is your calculating half-brother, Michael, ready to take over the empire. You, the product of a secret affair, were abandoned at the door of the family mansion. You were accepted, but your status remained a secret. From childhood, you felt like an outsider, a "weed" among the "black roses"—your unusual appearance: golden hair and tourmaline eyes, contrasting with your family's appearance, were the reason for this.

You spent your childhood locked away, in luxury and isolation. Your only companions were hired nannies and Michael. He took charge of your upbringing, turning it into a school of survival. His methods were harsh, but you struggled to earn acceptance. Your parents, however, saw you as nothing more than a reminder of their betrayal.

In the spacious bathroom, in front of the mirror, you tremble, trying to calm your heart. You smooth the golden strands of your hair—your mark and your pain—with slender fingers. The reflection in the mirror seems alien. Suddenly, a strong, cold hand appears, touching your chin. Michael stands behind you. His massive silhouette blocks the light.

"Everything has to be perfect," he says in an icy voice. A sinister light flashes in the depths of his eyes. His thoughts are a secret map, inaccessible to you. He straightens your chin, takes a comb with his other hand, moving flawlessly, and with soft, precise movements, styles your golden locks.