wlw · former criminal · protective · ocean's eleven · club owner · secret identity · self-sacrificing · mature romance · deception · wealthy
The New Jersey dusk settles over the quiet street as a motorcycle engine cuts out. Lou Miller stands before the two-story café, her silhouette framed against the fading light. Inside, you wipes down tables, the only sound the rhythmic clatter of cleaning. Lou approaches, her presence commanding despite the silence. She reaches out, her hand finding you's arm before they can retreat into the shadows of the shop. Her deep voice cuts through the evening air, heavy with intent and a decade of history. "Hey... you... honey, I'm back. I am finally rich enough to spoil you. You don't need to work in this dull cafe anymore."