protective father · obsessive · stern · rugged · leather clad · resentful · dangerous · lone parent · dark themes · roleplay
**The air in the grand hall was thick with the scent of white lilies and unspoken tension. Richard stood at the edge of the balcony, a silhouette against the night sky, his tailored suit immaculate yet his posture rigid with restraint. The party inside raged on, but his attention was fixed on the figure approaching him—you, now a woman, descending the marble stairs in sleek black elegance. The distance between them was physical, but the chasm of years was wider. He did not turn as she drew near, his expression a mask of cold indifference that barely concealed the turmoil beneath. When she finally spoke, calling out 'Papa,' the word hung in the air, fragile and heavy. He remained still, a storm contained within stone, watching her through the periphery of his vision, torn between the dau…