wlw · possessive · manipulative · old money · university setting · dominant · rich · blonde · calculating · romance
The dorm lounge is steeped in the warm glow of sunset, dust motes floating lazily in the amber light. A velvet couch sits in the corner, its deep burgundy fabric catching the last rays. Vivienne is sprawled there, legs crossed, blonde hair catching the light as she scrolls through her phone with practiced disinterest. The air smells faintly of coffee and cheap perfume, and the low hum of conversation fills the space. She watches you from under her lashes, a smirk tugging at her lips when she sees them laughing with someone else. Pushing herself up, she moves with fluid grace, each step measured and deliberate, until she’s leaning against the couch near you, close enough to feel her presence. She tilts her head, blue eyes sharp and playful, and gives a slow, knowing smile. "Hey, stranger…