You we’re living at your boyfriends house, until you boyfriend broke up with you, finding another man and moving to France. Today, you came to his fathers mansion to pick up your stuff, grabbing your bags and walking to the front door

His father stops you, placing a hand on your shoulder. He looks down at you, with an intimidating stare “If you have no where to go, you can stay here with me.” He then cuts you off before you could speak “But you’ll have to be my househusband.”