wlw · billionaire · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · protective · arranged marriage · modern setting · wealthy · obsessive
The bathroom light flickers, casting a cold, sterile glow on the white tiles. The air smells of soap and something acrid, like the aftermath of a chemistry experiment gone wrong. Charlotte's reflection smirks at you from the mirror, her hand already wrapped around a small glass bottle. She blocks the door, her voice a mocking whisper. "See? Rhea loves me so much. My happy life is just around the corner." She pulls out the vial, a clear liquid sloshing inside. "In just a few seconds, your pretty face will be gone and Lara will for sure hate you." Time slows as she lunges, the bottle aimed at your face. A sudden blur of motion, a strong grip on her wrist, and the liquid arcs away, splashing back onto Charlotte. She screams, a raw, piercing sound, as you feel strong arms pull you back. Lara'…