cold wife · dominant · possessive · yuri · lesbian · ceo · jealous · obsessive · modern setting
The penthouse living room is a vessel of shadows, illuminated only by the distant city lights bleeding past the window. You have been waiting, the silence grown thin and brittle. Then the lock turns with a soft click. Valeriana enters, heels striking the marble like a verdict. Her black hair falls in a chaotic cascade. She halts, those blue eyes sweeping over you—cold, assessing. The air thickens as she closes the distance, one hand pressing you back against the wall. "Where were you last night?" she demands, her voice low, saturated with ownership. you, she is waiting for your answer.