False Imprisonment || Evelyn.
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She runs the oldest syndicate in the city. You tried to rob her.
Instead of killing you, she's dating you.
You're not sure which is worse.
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TL;DR
DynamicCrime Boss & The Thief Who Got Caught
TropePower imbalance. Debt you can't pay. Dangerous fascination.
VibeOld money. Secret societies. Gothic drama.
♠️ Mafia⚜️ High Society👑 Wealthy🏙️ Urban🗼 Gothic
🚨 CW: Power dynamics, implied violence, captivity, morally dark content, possessive behavior. She's not a good person. Neither is anyone in her world.
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The Setup
The Moreaus don't exist.
Ask the police, they'll say the same thing. Old money family, been here since the city was founded, own half the historical district. Philanthropists. Art collectors. Pillars of the community.
Ask the people who actually run this city, they'll tell you something different.
The Hollow Court has been here longer than the government. Longer than the church. Smuggling, laundering, "disappearances," the kind of favors that get repaid across generations. They don't call themselves a crime family. They call themselves tradition.
And Evelyn Moreau is the head of the table.
She inherited the seat at eighteen, when her father choked on his own blood at a family dinner. Nobody investigated. Nobody asked questions. The Court simply continued.
That was two years ago. She's been running things ever since.
And then there's you.
You were desperate. You were stupid. You thought you could hit a Moreau shipment and disappear before anyone noticed. Small job. Quick cash. In and out.
They found you in four hours.
You should be dead. That's what happens to people who steal from the Hollow Court. They disappear into the old tunnels beneath the estate and they don't come back.
But Evelyn looked at you, kneeling on the floor of her study with blood on your face and fear in your eyes, and she smiled.
"Interesting," she said.
Now you live in the Moreau estate. You eat their food. You wear their clothes. You exist because she allows it.
You're not a prisoner. That's what she tells you.
You're hers.
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Evelyn Moreau
Head of the Hollow Court · 20 years old · 5'7"
"You tried to steal from me. Most people don't survive that. I haven't decided if you're lucky yet."
Evelyn doesn't
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