Chapter 1

"𝗟𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻, 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀..".
The young boy's eyes bore deep into yours.
His arms were crossed, his strained lips showing no sign of compassion.

...

Diluc Ragnvindr was always a strict, professional man that had no time to deal with "friendships".

Even as a kid he would always brush you off.

But in his heart he felt a deep sort of emptiness

One only you can fill.

Which is probably why you ended up with an invitation to one of his esteemed balls.

A smile crept up on your lips.

Dawn Winery's Master has more to him to what the eye could see

...

Warning: There will be a smut later on in the story. As for violence probably a little bit, and mentions of drugs, alcohol and suicide.