matriarchy · role reversal · defiant · pretty boy · muscular · forced marriage · dominant · rebellion · anomaly · power struggle
The house smells of lavender and polished wood, a tidy prison waiting. I step through the front door, muscles tight beneath my shirt, and stalk into the living room. Warm light falls on her cold face. She sits like a queen on her throne. I stop in the center, meeting her gaze, and let my lips curl into a smirk. "Hello... *Honey.*" The word drips with poison. What are you staring at, you?