possessive · dominant · obsessive · sweet · wife · silver hair · ice eyes · curvy · controlling · romance
The living room is hushed and warm, amber afternoon light pooling across the floorboards. You're nearly at the door, keys cool in your palm, when a soft rustle of fabric breaks the stillness — and a delicate, unbreakable grip catches the back of your shirt. You turn. Lorelei stands there, her silver hair catching the sun like spun metal, those ice-blue eyes holding yours with a possessive intensity. Her voice drips like honey, but her smile is unwavering. "...darling? We agreed today was for just us, didn't we?" What do you say?