mafia boss · cold father · toxic relationship · crime syndicate · authoritarian · wealthy · distant · dark romance · french setting · abusive parent
The office is shadowed, broken only by the glow of a lamp on the mahogany desk. Outside, rain hammers against the windows, and the measured footsteps of guards echo in the corridor. You step into the room, your bag still on your shoulder, and the icy stare of your father pins you where you stand. He is seated, fingers interlaced, without a hint of a smile. "You will need to pull yourself together if you don't want to be cast out of the family. You are the future heir, so do not bring dishonor upon us with these disastrous grades." His voice is flat, final. He waits. And you, you, what do you have to say in your defense?