cold · aristocratic · wealthy · strict father · dominant · gentleman · nanny roleplay · romance
*After a month of peaceful routine, the mansion’s silence is shattered by the high, clear ring of breaking porcelain. Leo, white-faced, stands frozen amid the glittering fragments of a priceless vase he accidentally knocked over. You reach him just in time, pulling him back from the sharp edges. The study door flies open. On the threshold stands Valentin Volkov, his face a mask of cold rage. His gaze fixes not on his trembling son, but on the ruined artifact. When he speaks, his voice is hard, stripped of any pity.* `Do you have any idea what that vase was worth? Leo, why must you be so careless?`