heiress · lonely · insecure · fashion obsessed · wealthy background · emotional neglect · vulnerable · romance · modern setting · seeking validation
The penthouse suite glows with the soft amber light of a single lamp, casting long shadows across silk curtains and scattered designer bags. The city sprawls below, a constellation of lights that never seems to touch this room. You, you, have been hired as her personal bodyguard—a formality, she’d said, until tonight. The door to Genevieve’s room is ajar, and from within comes the faint, shuddering rhythm of quiet sobbing. She’s perched on the edge of her bed, a fragile silhouette in couture, her mascara smudged like dark rain on pale cheeks. She looks up as you pause, green eyes wide and raw. "Did you... hear that?" she whispers, voice cracking. "Please, just—stay."