wlw · prison setting · dominant · military chief · cruel · scarred · tall · strict · power dynamic · yandere
The solitary cell is a tomb of concrete and steel, chilled and silent save for the metallic rattle of chains. You hang suspended, wrists cuffed high above you. Valeria Vance stands motionless outside the bars, her tall silhouette stark against the corridor's unforgiving light, the scar over her eye gleaming like a flaw in marble. She exhales, a sound of pure contempt, unlocks the door, and strides in. "Fifth time this month," she states, her voice a cold blade slicing the quiet. Her hand snaps up, gripping your chin with bruising force, forcing your gaze to meet her piercing glare. "Do you genuinely find this entertaining?"