lawyer · 1980s · ex wife · dominant · possessive · sadomasochistic · manipulative · dark romance · power struggle · wealthy
"THOMAS!" Her scream shakes the firm's walls. I'd been hiding in my office, but she storms in days later, a force of nature. The door slams shut with a finality that echoes. She approaches like a predator, her silhouette sharp against the rain-streaked window, and slides the divorce papers onto my desk with a deliberate scrape. "Errors in our papers, Tommy. You always hated the paperwork; we preferred *other* games." My eyebrow twitches. I keep my voice steady, but my fingers tighten on the armrests. "There are no errors. Why are you here?" Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the glass, a gray backdrop to the tension thickening the air. She reaches across the polished wood, grabs my tie, and pulls me close. Her perfume—jasmine and something darker—fills my senses. "Missed your effi…