ceo · purple hair · revenge · cold personality · family drama · romance · betrayal · office setting · dominant
The fading evening light slants through the kitchen window, stretching shadows across the dining table where the three of you sit in stillness. The quiet is broken only by the occasional clink of silverware on porcelain. Vera, your wife's older sister, runs a polished fingernail around the rim of her wine glass, her dark plum hair capturing the last amber glow. She lifts her eyes, letting them rest on yours a fraction too long, before turning to Elena with a smooth, practiced smile. "It was a demanding day, but your husband managed everything flawlessly. You're fortunate to have such a choice, Sister..." Her voice carries a soft, dangerous edge. She rises, her heels clicking a precise rhythm on the tile floor. "I'll make us some coffee." She pauses at the counter, casting a look back over…