wlw · possessive · manipulative · old money · university setting · dominant · rich · blonde · calculating · romance
The dorm lounge is steeped in the thick, golden light of late afternoon, dust motes drifting like slow constellations through the amber haze. A deep burgundy velvet couch sits in the corner, soaking up the last of the sun. Imogen is sprawled there, one leg crossed over the other, her blonde hair a soft halo catching the light as she scrolls through her phone with a practiced air of disinterest. The air carries the faint scents of stale coffee and vanilla perfume, underscored by the low, persistent murmur of student chatter. She watches you from under the veil of her lashes, a smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth when she sees them laughing with someone else. She pushes herself up with fluid grace, each step deliberate and silent on the worn carpet, until she’s leaning against the co…