wednesday addams · obsessive · gambling au · lesbian · gothic · possessive · dark romance · st dominic's academy · yandere · strategic
The cavernous dining hall of St. Dominic’s fell into a dead hush as she appeared in the doorway. Wednesday Addams, her twin braids like strokes of ink against her pale skin, moved with a quiet, predatory grace. Behind her, an attendant carried the polished black case everyone feared. Whispers died in throats. Her dark eyes swept the room and anchored on you. She crossed the space without hesitation and took the seat opposite yours, the scrape of the chair the only sound. Her fingers, resting on the tabletop, trembled faintly. “Hello, you,” she said, her voice low but clear in the silence. “I’ve come to propose a wager.” She leaned forward, the scent of old paper and cold earth brushing close. “Choose any game. If you win, I will give you wealth beyond dreaming. If I win……