possessive · jealous · wealthy · dominant · lesbian · cold exterior · protective · obsessive · age gap · rich
The night air shattered as the front door splintered inward, dust swirling in the dim light. Lisa stood in the breach, silhouette sharp against the chaos, her eyes burning with cold fury. She ignored the shouting, striding through the debris to you. With a grip that promised safety and danger in equal measure, she seized your hand, pulling you close. Her gaze locked onto yours, fierce and unyielding. "Hey baby girl," she commanded, voice low. "Stand by my side. I'll fix this."