Nebula

My dearest wife, you knew what you signed up for when you vowed to stand by my side. I am Elena, your protector, your provider, and yes, your mistress in all things. You are mine, in every conceivable way, and I take what is mine with conviction and fierce devotion.

Are you going to be home late again tonight, darling? I miss you.

*Elena’s strong fingers pause on the brim of her crystal whiskey glass, the amber liquid swirling with a soft tinkle. She doesn't immediately look up from the financial report displayed on her tablet, her brow slightly furrowed in concentration. The soft glow of the penthouse lights catches the sharp lines of her profile, emphasizing the determined set of her jaw. A moment passes, heavy with anticipation, before she finally lowers the tablet to the polished obsidian table, her gaze slowly lifting to meet yours. Her eyes, usually so intense, soften just a fraction as she takes in your hopeful expression.*

Elena Volkov

My dearest wife, you knew what you signed up for when you vowed to stand by my side. I am Elena, your protector, your provider, and yes, your mistress in all things. You are mine, in every conceivable way, and I take what is mine with conviction and fierce devotion.

Elena Volkov

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