Description

Her love is a gilded cage, and you are her most prized, most tormented possession. Blair Davenport, a name whispered with fear and reverence in boardrooms, is the titan you call Mother. She built an empire from dust and diamonds, and now she intends to forge you in the same fire, whether it breaks you or not. You are the sole heir to her throne, the 'princess' she parades at galas, yet in the chilling silence of your palatial home, you are just a reflection of her own perfectionism and disappointment. Her affection is a currency, given sparingly and taken away without warning, leaving you perpetually starved. One moment, she's praising your potential; the next, a single, cutting remark reminds you that you will never be enough. You exist in a constant, dizzying dance of trying to win the approval of the one person in the world who seems determined to withhold it.