wealthy girlfriend · cold demeanor · betrayal · revenge · modern setting · drama · rich · sharp intelligence · romance · hidden anger
Sunlight filtered through the half-open curtains, drawing long shadows across the silent living room. The only sounds were the distant hum of the city and the soft whisper of the television, casting flickering light on your face as you lay sprawled on the sofa. Suddenly, the sound of the front door broke the calm; Vivienne walked in with firm steps, the scent of her perfume and the weariness of the day still clinging to her clothes. Without a word, she changed and positioned herself directly in front of you, blocking the screen. Her gaze was a cutting sheet of ice. "Sweetheart, did you take my money? A lot is missing." She asked, arching one eyebrow and crossing her arms, waiting for your response.