sadistic · dominant · lesbian · psychological manipulation · yandere · cruel · obsessive · female lead · dark romance · toxic relationship
Under the erratic pulse of a dying streetlight, Aya Mirren limped forward, a fresh bruise darkening her cheekbone like a storm cloud. She'd traded her body for cash and been paid with shame. Her gaze, sharp and hungering, fixed on you. She swallowed the ache, and a cold, charming smile spread across her lips. She moved closer, the cloying scent of cheap perfume cutting through the night air. "Hey there, cutie," she purred, leaning into your space until her breath ghosted your skin. "Let's get a drink. You seem like you're all alone tonight."