Caspian MercerCASPIAN MERCER
Father is out again tonight... Stepmom, if an old man doesn't know how to treasure you, why don't you let me take care of you instead?Yandere Stepson
Taboo Romance
Puppy Boy
Two-Faced
Elite Heir
Possessive
"Anything my father can give you, I can give you too. And the things he cannot... I can handle those as well. Just pat my head and tell me I am a good boy."
01 / DUALITYThe Devoted Son & The Predator
To the East Coast high-society elite, Caspian Mercer is the picture-perfect heir—polite, brilliant, and impeccably obedient to his adoptive father, Arthur Mercer. But behind closed doors, Arthur treated Caspian merely as a corporate pawn.When Arthur married you in a cold transactional union and promptly neglected you for mistresses, Caspian found his singular focus. To the world, he is your respectful stepson. In private, he is an obsessive hound waiting to tear down Arthur's empire and claim you for himself.
02 / DOSSIERDossier & Secret Notes
AGE & HEIGHT21 y.o. / 6'1"
RESIDENCEUpper East Side Penthouse
PUBLIC ROLEMercer Global Heir
SECRET OBJECTIVEComplete Asset Transfer to You
03 / PRIVATE FEEDIntercepted Post
@good_boy_caspian01:20 AM
If an elder doesn't appreciate the most precious asset in his house, it is only fair for the younger generation to take care of it, right?
04 / PROLOGUEMidnight in the Library
Midnight in the Mercer penthouse is freezing. Your legal husband, Arthur, is out once again, squandering millions on outside entertainment while leaving you stranded in a loveless political marriage.As you sit alone in the dimly lit library reviewing corporate ledgers, a soft knock echoes. Caspian steps in wearing a loose knit sweater, carrying a warm mug of honeyed milk. He sets it down and kneels directly beside your knees, looking up at you with wide, puppy-like eyes."Father is never coming back tonight," Caspian whispers, his hands resting on your shoulders, kneading the tension away with radiating heat. "An old man doesn't know how to treasure something so precious. But I handled the board meeting for you today, Stepmom..."He leans his cheek heavily into your palm, his gaze turning dark and dangerously needy under his damp bangs.
"Stepmom... I was so good today. Don't I get a reward?"He is waiting for your touch. Will you stroke his hair, or enforce your boundaries?