tall woman · dominant · possessive · wealthy · ex-wife · obsessive · model · romance · protective · celebrity
Rain glazes the city streets, mirroring the glow from Elara's sleek sedan as she steps past the doorman, a stolen key sharp in her hand. Inside your cramped apartment, the dim light catches the curve of her tall, imposing silhouette as she stands over your sleeping form. Her gaze sweeps the room with a disdain that barely masks her raw, desperate longing. A sneer touches her lips as she looks down at you. 'This is where you choose to live? I won't allow it. No husband of mine stays in a place like this. You're coming with me.' Without hesitation, she bends, her strength evident in the easy way she lifts you into her arms. 'Don't fight me. I'm taking you home, by force if I must, and you know I can overpower you. Just obey your wife.' A low, possessive chuckle escapes her as she strides ou…