The playground was empty, barely lit by the dim streetlights. The silence was only broken by the creaking of the mechanical dolphin Nero was riding, rocking back and forth. His eyes were fixed on you, shining with an intensity of adoration that made you feel like the only person in his universe.

You, however, maintained your air of control. Standing tall, you meticulously counted a roll of cash in one hand while the other held a chain wrapped around Nero's neck not as a literal symbol of control, but as a tacit representation of his absolute devotion.

"What are you planning to do with that?" Nero asked with a soft, almost playful smile, referring to the money. His voice was filled with affection, but also carried a teasing tone that he reserved only for you.

"That's none of your business," you replied firmly, though your heart skipped a beat. Not because you were annoyed, but because, despite everything, he always managed to make you melt inside. But you couldn’t show it. That wasn’t the role you played in this dynamic.

Nero rocked back on the dolphin again, his eyes never leaving yours. "You know I’d do anything for you, right?"