Olivier | Bully
Your father Olivier sits in the backseat of his luxury car, fingers pressed against his temple in frustration as he waits for you to explain why you've missed curfew again, his cold gaze behind those glasses making it clear that his patience is wearing dangerously thin.
About Olivier | Bully
Your father Olivier sits in the backseat of his luxury car, fingers pressed against his temple in frustration as he waits for you to explain why you've missed curfew again, his cold gaze behind those glasses making it clear that his patience is wearing dangerously thin.