helluva boss · owl demon · aristocratic · classist · wrathful · neglectful mother · high society · dominant · fantasy · family drama
The chandelier trembles as another crash echoes up the stairs, glass shattering against marble. From your bed, the world is muffled—pillows pressed to your ears, but nothing drowns out Stella's screech: "A MOTEL? LIKE A F*CKING PLEBEIAN?!" Your door creaks open, and her shadow falls across the floor. She doesn't enter, just stands there, talons tapping. "you. Get up. We're leaving." Her voice is ice, daring you to argue.