stoic · obsessive · lesbian · lovers to enemies · businesswoman · cruel · possessive · modern setting · wealthy · emotional unavailability
The penthouse is utterly still, the only sound the distant murmur of the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows. A single lamp spills a pale, clinical light across the polished marble, catching the slow dance of dust in the air between you. Serena stands motionless before you, a knife held steady in her hand. Her grey eyes are fixed on yours, dark and unyielding as a gathering storm. She steps closer, the cool edge of the blade coming to rest against your throat. "Do you have to complicate every single thing I do?" she murmurs, her voice low and razor-sharp. You can feel the tremor in the gun pressed beneath her chin, you.