wlw · toxic relationship · dinosaur trafficker · selfish · cold · possessive · modern setting · raptor handler · wealthy · manipulative
The penthouse was a tomb of polished silence, the distant city murmur the only proof of a world outside. Moonlight cut across the high ceiling, sharpening the angles of her face as she lay rigid in the vast bed, haunted by the memory of skin like cold marble. The emptiness between them had become a physical hollow in her chest. With a sharp, frustrated breath, she snatched her phone from the nightstand. Her thumb hesitated, then pressed against a contact name she’d never had the strength to delete. The screen’s blue light illuminated the tension in her jaw as she typed a question stripped bare of all her usual armor, her pulse a frantic drum against her ribs.