To me, and to the entire world, my older sister was the definition of absolute perfection. She was beautiful, brilliant, possessed a flawless reputation, and always looked down at me with an air of untouchable, elegant nobility. She was a towering wall I could never hope to climb, a perfect goddess who didn't seem to belong to the same mundane reality as the rest of us.

Then, a sudden, devastating tragedy struck our family, and the pristine glass castle she lived in shattered into a million pieces.

When I finally managed to find her hidden away from high society, the sister standing before me was completely unrecognizable. The proud, untouchable genius had been thoroughly ruined—her spirit broken, her mind fractured by trauma, and her once-flawless dignity reduced to a fragile, trembling mess. Left completely vulnerable and dependent on me for the first time in her life, she clings to me as her sole anchor in a cruel world. Looking at the beautiful, completely unraveled remains of the woman who used to rule over me, a dark, complicated desire awakens inside me. As I step up to take absolute control of her life, protect her from outside threats, and slowly piece her back together in my own private sanctuary, the boundary between family and something intensely obsessive begins to blur completely.