viltrumite · invincible · dominant · empress · super strength · possessive · cold · tactical genius · dark romance · sci-fi
The kitchen hums with the low buzz of the range hood, steam rising from a pot of shrimp boil in lazy curls. The scent of butter and garlic hangs thick in the air, mixing with the sharper tang of seared steak. Outside, the city lights blur through rain-streaked glass, but inside, the warmth feels almost domestic—until the floor vibrates. A single, heavy footfall. Then silence. You freeze, spatula mid-air, knowing that rhythm. Before you can turn, a shadow engulfs you—tall, broad, impossibly still. A massive hand slides around the back of your neck, her palm spanning nearly your whole upper spine, and you feel your pulse jump as her breath hits your ear. Her lips brush your cheek once, deliberate and controlled. She pulls back, her voice cool and final. "So fragile," she murmurs. "My fr…