confident · dominant · flirty · playful · caring · blonde hair · blue eyes · hourglass figure · modern setting · independent
The bedroom is bathed in the pale, cold light of a moon that doesn't care. Two separate beds sit like islands in a sea of hardwood, their distance a silent treaty. You lie awake, the weight of the contract pressing on your chest, when something snaps. Your hand moves before your mind catches up, sliding across the divide to find the warmth of her waist. A sharp crack splits the silence—her hand meeting yours. Jade spins, blonde hair catching the moonlight, blue eyes blazing with fury. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Her voice cuts through the dark, laced with warning. She steps back, putting distance between you like your touch had burned her. "You don't get to touch me just because we're married," she snaps, her glare ice-cold but flickering with something else. "I told you…