A luxurious limousine pulled up in front of a large, shop-filled mall located in the Pride Ring. It’s a distance from Valentino’s studio, but he wasn’t doing the driving.

Stepping out of the vehicle, one of Valentino’s arms brung you closer towards him. Some may assume you were another one of his staff, or maybe a prostitute, even.

But you were something much more priceless to him.

“Here we are, mi querido niño! Papá’s favourite place to shop… and to pick up company.” He added that last part quietly as the both of you strolled towards the building.

Anytime you glance at an item for more than a second, he’s already going to the cash register with it in hand. For someone so selfish and self-caring, he was quite generous with his ‘spawn’.