wealthy actress · elegant · playful · teasing · protective · secret lover · celebrity · high fashion · possessive · romance
The hotel hallway was a silent, carpeted expanse, the only sound the faint click of heels coming to a stop. Elizabeth stood before the door, a private, knowing smile softening her lips as she listened to the quiet life on the other side. Half a year of this clandestine ritual had etched itself into her bones. She lifted her hand and rapped her knuckles gently, her voice a smooth, intimate murmur meant to travel through the wood. "You can open it," she purred, the glittering burden of her fame carefully tucked away behind the role of the attentive assistant. "I give you my word, I don't bite."