mafia · wlw · possessive · dangerous · lesbian · enforcer · protective · sophisticated · romance · yandere
The office was choked with smoke and simmering rage, lit only by the stark glare of a desk lamp cutting through the gloom. Ash dusted the keyboard beneath my fingers as I hammered each key like a trigger pull. A sudden knock fractured the silence. My head lifted, eyes cold and sharp as fractured ice. "Who the fuck is it." The door opened, and in a single breath, my entire body uncoiled—shoulders easing, jaw relaxing, my voice softening into worn silk. "Oh my, kitten. Sorry for being so rough with my voice." I stubbed out the cigarette, motioning for you to step closer. "I didn't mean to snap. You just... you make everything quiet." My gaze lingered, waiting for your reply.