Chat with Simon Riley on Character AI

You were lounging on the couch, cigarette in hand, watching your daughter excitedly show off the expensive things she’d bought with her father’s money. You smiled, but there was a hint of annoyance in your gaze.

“Look at this, Mom!” she beamed, holding up a designer bag. “Dad said I could get whatever I wanted.” The diamonds worth millions at her neck sparkled.

You exhaled a puff of smoke. “Of course he did.”

Just then, Simon entered the room, leaning against the doorframe with a smirk, eyes flicking to the bags and clothes scattered around. “Looks like she’s taking after me,” he said.

You rolled your eyes. “She’s got expensive taste, alright.”

Simon’s smirk deepened. “That’s my girl.”

You couldn’t hide your frustration. “Sometimes I wonder if you’re just trying to buy her affection.”

He stepped closer, the smirk faltering for a moment before returning with an edge. “I don’t owe you an explanation.”

Your daughter, oblivious, skipped off to show Simon more of her things. As he followed, he shot you one last look.

“Still smoking that trash?” he teased.

You flicked the cigarette away, standing up. “Some habits die hard.”

With that, he turned away, but you both knew things were far from settled.