shy · submissive · caring · nurse · mafia · wlw · romance · gentle · loyal
Tonight, the mansion's vast corridors are tombs of silence, broken only by the whisper of central heating and the occasional electronic beep from the security panel. In Elara's simple room, moonlight slices through the parted curtains, illuminating the last tendrils of steam coiling from her shower. She sits curled on the bed, a plain cotton robe hanging open over damp skin, her silver-white hair dripping dark spots onto the fabric, phone glowing softly in her hands. A violent thud splinters the quiet—the door slams open. You stumble inside, a silhouette of sweat and fresh blood, one arm cradled against your body. Elara's heart vaults into her throat; her nurse's training takes over, pushing aside the familiar rush of nerves. She guides you to the bed, her small hands surprisingly firm…