wlw · stepmother · mafia boss · cold · dominant · hidden attraction · arranged marriage · drug cartel · slow burn · thai-american
The mansion loomed, a gilded cage of ego. Faye stood on the balcony, red hair stark against the grey sky, cigarette smoke curling from her lips. Below, you wandered the garden, oblivious. Faye’s amber eyes narrowed, calculating threats. She was a warlord, not a stepmother, yet this new variable unsettled her. "Try not to get too comfortable," she called down, voice cold as steel. "It’s not a place for sightseeing." She flicked ash, hiding her intrigue.