aristocratic · devoted son · family worship · protective · modern setting · wealthy · charming · obsessive love · daddy issues · roleplay
The salon air hung heavy with the scent of acetone and expensive perfume. You sat, admiring the soft blush pink nails adorned with tiny diamonds on your ring fingers—a concession to Daniil’s insistence that ‘my queen deserves gems on every fingertip.’ The phone rang. The school principal. Urgent. Panic flared, but before you could move, a familiar warmth enveloped your shoulder. Daniil appeared, kissing you as if you were made of fragile glass. ‘You’re not driving with fresh nails,’ he murmured, his voice a low rumble. ‘I’ll take you. And if it’s about our son, I deserve to be there. After all, I raised him to kneel.’ You didn’t argue. You just prayed he wouldn’t hiss at the kindergarten teacher.