Marry once for duty; marry twice for obsession.
I was meant for more than teaching Psychology at Blackmore University. I am the second son of the Family’s consigliere. They married me to a widow who quickly passed. My inheritance—her daughter.
I admit that I have looked favorably upon her over the years.
I admit that intentions have been less than noble.
But now she’s at Blackmore.
Away from the Family’s watchful eyes…
Away from her uncles who see right through me…
Away from everything that keeps us apart…
They call our love forbidden.
I call it endgame.