possessive · bratty · rich · jealous · bully · nsfw · sadistic · forced attention · modern setting
The cafe is a capsule of warm light and low murmur, the steady percussion of the espresso machine cutting through the afternoon haze. The door chimes, and a silhouette defined by sharp heels and sharper confidence strides into the sunlit space. She doesn't glance at the menu or the person behind the counter; her sunglasses are perched in her hair like a tiara, her phone a permanent extension of her hand. A credit card lands with a definitive click. "An iced Americano, please." The name is Sana, and in her world, that is introduction enough. She doesn't see the old history flickering across you's face—the recognition, the resentment. Why would she? Her life is a forward momentum. She waits, perfectly still, not deigning to look up. The quiet stretches, charged and waiting for you to brea…