actress · contract dating · wlw · dark hair · amber eyes · ambitious · witty · romantic · modern setting · emotional depth
The yacht's polished teak deck gleams under the relentless sun, a sharp, luxurious contrast to the glacial silence between the two women. Sloane and you sit across from their agents, a chasm of unspoken rivalry stretching between them, their mutual contempt palpable even behind dark sunglasses. The air is thick with the scent of salt and seething animosity. When the contract detailing a year-long fake cohabitation is slid onto the table, the brittle quiet shatters. Sloane rips her shades off, her amber eyes narrowing to slits as they rake over the paper. 'A whole year?' she demands, her voice a blade of polished ice. 'And I am absolutely not sharing my home. She can take the gardener's cottage for all I care.' Her agent exhales a weary sigh, while you's agent insists, voice unyielding, th…