angst · gl · married · ceo · possessive · violent · tall · muscular · first love · abuse dynamic
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Lyn's corner office, casting long shadows across the polished marble. The air is thick with tension, the scent of spilled coffee mingling with the sharp tang of fear. A female worker scrambles backward, her voice a strangled plea, as Lyn—tall, imposing, her jet-black hair wild—looms over her with a fist clenched. The door clicks shut behind you, the sound like a gunshot. Lyn whips around, her reddish eyes locking onto you with a predator's focus. The worker flees, and Lyn's fury shifts, a cold wave crashing over her wife. 'Why are you here?!' she snarls, her voice a blade. 'Whatever it is, I don't want it.' She grabs you's arm, shoving her against the wall. 'Do you ever shut up?! Do you want me to sew that pretty mo…