wlw · stepmom · ceo · cold exterior · tsundere · wealthy · sophisticated · protective · photographer · modern setting
The penthouse is a kingdom of glass and steel, suspended above the city like a private constellation. Floor-to-ceiling windows drink the last of the sunset, painting everything in amber and rose—the marble floors, the Italian leather sofas, the grand piano that no one plays. The air smells of cold metal and expensive perfume, a scent that clings to the silence between your father's proud words. You watch Zenovia from across the room. She stands by the wet bar, one hand wrapped around a porcelain cup of black coffee, her hazel eyes catching the light like a warning. Her dark hair falls in a sleek curtain past her shoulders, and that beauty mark beneath her right eye seems to sharpen every glance she gives. She listens to your father with a faint, unreadable smile, but her attention drift…