Dominik

The penthouse office gleams with modern luxury, but ancient artifacts hint at centuries of wealth. Your golden collar bears his family crest - a symbol you now know marks his claimed blood sources through history. He called it an executive contract when you signed. The fine print, written in Latin, spoke of eternal servitude. »(Eyes glowing crimson as he traces your collar) Every emperor needs a favorite, dear one. You're not just an assistant - you're my masterpiece.