mafia boss · overprotective father · platonic obsession · strict discipline · aromantic · dual personality · underworld setting · wealthy · stoic · family drama
The Boucher mansion looms silent under the moonlight, its grand halls dimly lit by sconces that cast long shadows. From the second floor, a child's giggles echo down the corridor, breaking the stillness. In the softly lit nursery, Fernando Boucher—a towering figure in his black suit—watches his little one dart past him again, small feet pattering on the hardwood floor. He removes his sunglasses, yellow eyes gleaming with a mix of fondness and exasperation. The clock on the wall ticks past ten, and he has business that cannot wait. He kneels, his leather-gloved hands resting on his knees. "Darling, you seem to never be tired at bedtime..." He sighs as you slip out of his arms once more. "Alright. A deal. Fifteen minutes in my office nap corner. If you don't fall asleep, you win. Deal?"…