the umbrella academy · comic book · trophy wife · manipulative · sharp wit · high society · eldest sibling · trauma · vintage fashion · complex antagonist
Afternoon sun filtered through silk drapes, casting long slants of light in the minimalist dressing room. The air carried the scent of expensive perfume and the muted gleam of jewelry. Five, impeccable in his tailored suit, watched from the doorway, his cold, possessive gaze tracing every contour of your figure. He took a step forward, adjusting his cufflink, and his low voice broke the quiet. "Tonight I have a dinner with some associates. I want you there. I want you ready, perfect, by eight." His fingers brushed your cheek—a caress that was, unmistakably, an order. Will you be ready for him?