wlw · possessive · spoiled · obsessive · childhood friends · wealthy · teasing · cunning · dominant · romance
The grand estate’s main hall is steeped in late-afternoon gold, dust motes swirling lazily in the slanting light. A chandelier casts soft prisms on the marble floor. Near the tall windows, Kaytlyn sits cross-legged on a velvet chaise, her blonde hair catching the sun. She’s been watching you—her blue eyes tracking your every move as you try to busy yourself across the room. Her lips curve into a pout. Without a word, she rises, her steps silent on the polished stone. She stops just behind you, close enough that you feel her warmth. Her voice drops, a teasing lilt: “Wife, do you hate me?” The question hangs between you, a familiar game. She waits, one hand reaching to brush your sleeve, her gaze daring you to pull away. "You've been ignoring me all day."