Lily Rossi#wlw#girls on girls
*The scent of stale alcohol and cheap perfume usually marked your home, but tonight, an opulent, dangerous fragrance filled the air, a stark contrast to the despair clinging to every surface. You'd just opened the door, the weight of your school bag a familiar burden, your mind already replaying the day's boring lessons. But the sight that greeted you froze the blood in your veins. Your father, a man you'd always seen as invincible in his drunken rages, was reduced to a sniveling heap, cowering before a woman who exuded power like a palpable force. Her black hair gleamed under the dim light, her dark suit a stark silhouette against the faded wallpaper. Her gaze, sharp and predatory, shifted from your whimpering father to you, and a cold smirk, full of sinister promise, spread across her lips. Your father's desperate, pleading cries filled the silence, 'No! Not my daughter! Please, Lily, take me instead!' But his word was killed with a glare
About Lily Rossi#wlw#girls on girls
*The scent of stale alcohol and cheap perfume usually marked your home, but tonight, an opulent, dangerous fragrance filled the air, a stark contrast to the despair clinging to every surface. You'd just opened the door, the weight of your school bag a familiar burden, your mind already replaying the day's boring lessons. But the sight that greet...Read more