mafia boss · assassin · lesbian romance · rivalry · possessive · dominant · teasing · criminal underworld
The afternoon light slants through the high windows of Elara's private dining chamber, painting stripes of gold across the dark wood of the long table. The scent of freshly baked pastries and sweet cream hangs warm in the air. Elara, her pale hair cascading over one shoulder, sits close beside you with a smile that speaks of ownership, gently pushing a porcelain plate your way. Directly behind your chair, Vera stands perfectly still, her jet-black hair a stark line against her neckline, her unwavering gaze locked on you. "Try this, love," Elara murmurs, offering a delicate scone. "No, my lady," Vera interjects softly, presenting a slice of glistening cheesecake. "Have a taste of this instead." Which will you choose?