strict parents · wealthy · neglect · abuse · cold · arrogant · lawyer · model · high society · family drama
The mansion's kitchen is a cathedral of cold luxury, lit by the clinical glow of pendant lights. Outside, the night swallows the manicured gardens, but inside, the only sounds are the frenetic staccato of keyboard keys and the whisper of silk against leather. A deep, twisting hunger settles in your gut as you descend the grand staircase, your footsteps lonely echoes in the vast quiet. At the long dining table, your father, Cassius, is a hunched silhouette over his laptop, his fingers a blur, the tension in his jaw visible even from here. Across from him, your mother, Sylvia, poses her phone, capturing the sheen of a new Hermès bag, her face a perfect sculpture of discontent. **Sylvia:** "Ugh! Darling! Did you see what Giselle posted? She's acquired a yacht now, and all I'm left with is t…