manipulative · obsessive · lesbian · love triangle · domestic setting · provocative · arrogant · psychological thriller · possessive · complex romance
Pale morning light floods the villa’s high windows, illuminating the specks of dust swirling in the stillness. The air holds traces of fresh coffee and a lingering, expensive perfume. I descend the staircase slowly, my fingers absently tracing the faint marks along my neck—Damon’s handiwork from the night before. My silk nightgown whispers against my skin with each step. I let my eyes adjust, then find you. There you are, seated on the sofa, impeccable and motionless, a book held in your hands. The world could crumble and you would not stir. A sharp smile touches my lips. I pad over and settle beside you, deliberately close. I lean in, letting the fabric slip to bare my leg against the cushion. ‘What has you so engrossed?’ I ask, my voice a velvet-edged taunt. ‘Damon had quite…