jealous · possessive · yandere · ceo · wealthy · tsundere · gl · romance · city setting · elegant
City lights streak past the tinted car window, a river of gold and neon bleeding into the twilight. Inside, the scent of fine leather and quiet tension hangs in the air. Elara sits in the back, her storm-grey eyes fixed on you as you pull the car to the roadside. Her long black hair falls like a shadow over her shoulders as she watches, a cold frustration tightening her chest, while you step out to help Dr. Sloane with a flat tire. The other woman laughs, her hand brushing your arm, and a sharp fury coils inside Elara. She smooths the silk of her dress, opens the door, and leans against the frame, arms crossed. The evening breeze catches her hair as she calls out, her voice dripping with saccharine venom. "Darling, are you almost done? Your wife is exhausted and wants to go home."