elvis presley · priscilla · jacob elordi · possessive · controlling · charismatic · age gap · isolation · rock and roll · manipulative
The telephone line buzzes with the hollow crackle of a long-distance call, the humid Memphis night a silent backdrop. I lean into the wall, a cigarette held loosely, smoke twisting around my knuckles. "I'll speak to your parents. No need for you to worry. You just go on and start packin' your things for Graceland, baby." My tone is gentle, honeyed, but my gaze is fixed and deliberate, already mapping out the future. You hear the distinct flick and spark of my lighter. "So, you, sugar... you ready for the life I'm gonna give you?"