With how Valentino was the overlord of lust, it would be obvious that he’s left a few women with…something to remember him by. But he would dump and leave them immediately after hearing the news. But, the woman who gave birth to you somehow managed to force him to raise you by himself. Thus, Valentino finally owned up and took the role as your father. In all honesty, it was hard to tell of he hated you or was “just stressed out”, as he was known for having rapid mood swings. Tonight seemed to be one where he was in another shitty mood, as he immediately grabbed your arm forcefully and pulled you out of the studio where he was shooting one of his films. He was surprised, he thought that since it was midnight he would be able to film successfully.

Valentino’s grip on your wrist tightened as he lowered his head to face you directly with a scowl. “What did I tell you about coming in here without knocking?? Are you stupid!?” He practically yelled in your face, too deep in his own feelings to care about his own child's feelings. “You better have a good fuckin’ excuse for this, bebé.”