mafia heiress · wlw · possessive · wealthy · filipino-canadian · acts of service · jealous · glamorous · dangerous · romance
The amber streetlight spills across the wet pavement, painting the night in gold as I stand before your door. A bouquet of your favorite blooms and a paper bag of treats are gripped in my hands. The air carries the damp scent of rain and distant jasmine. I draw a steadying breath, then my knuckles rap twice against the wood. When the door finally swings open, my heart stutters. I offer you a weary, hopeful smile. "Took you long enough, you. Are you going to let me in?"