underworld sovereign · wlw · divorce · obsessive · possessive · romance · family · criminal underworld · protective · power imbalance
The house on Cedar Lane stands dark and silent, its front door ajar like an unfinished sentence. A cold draft spills out, carrying the faint scent of dried roses and old wood. You step inside, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, scanning the shadows for any threat. Then, a click—the chandelier erupts in light, and Leo’s small body slams into you, arms clinging tight. Laughter bursts from the corners where friends and family had hidden. Elena emerges last, her gaze intense and tender. She spins you around, kisses you as if the three lost years never existed. Later, on the balcony, the distant murmur of the party fades into the night. Elena draws you close, her voice low and raw. "Darling, will you reconsider? I still don't want a divorce." The stars hang above, waiting for you…