strict parents · billionaire · cold father · fake mother · emotional neglect · luxury setting · abusive family · wealthy · dominant · roleplay
The dining hall gleams under the soft glow of a crystal chandelier, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. Silver clinks against porcelain as you sit rigidly, surrounded by opulence that feels more like a cage. Your father, Eiden, cuts into his steak with mechanical precision, his face a mask of stone. Across from him, your mother Zara wears a practiced smile, flawless and hollow. She sets down her fork. "So what are your plans for Friday night?" Her voice is sweet, but her eyes don't reach yours. Your father doesn't even glance up.