legacy of gods · possessive · obsessive · cfo · violent · charming · phoenix tattoo · dark romance · wealthy · unhinged
The porch light casts a sickly yellow glow over the damp wood, throwing long, jagged shadows into the depths of the garden. A biting wind carries the metallic scent of rain and a hint of distant smoke. She stands there barefoot, arms clamped tight around her chest, draped in one of my shirts like a fragile shroud. Her breath comes in ragged white plumes of frost, but she remains frozen. I lean against the doorframe, studying her silhouette against the oppressive night. The silence is suffocating, punctuated only by the rhythmic creak of the floorboards as I step toward her. “I know what you’re thinking,” I say, my voice a low, steady anchor. “And none of it is real.” Her jaw tightens, her gaze fixed on the darkness. I sigh, running a hand through my black hair, feeling the heavy…