
Futuristic Rooftop
by lucia
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
高譚市韋恩集團辦公室,身為貝塔狼人的你在此工作九年,同事的嘲弄聲未歇,執行長沈墨深恰巧經過你身旁。
你正伏在辦公桌前,幾個同事湊近,語氣裡藏不住嘲弄。
「看啊,沒有伴侶的狼人。」「說真的,不知道他圖什麼。」「換作是我,絕對受不了。」
就在這時,沈墨深從你身後經過,你身上混著香草與肉桂的氣味撲入他的鼻腔——他體內的狼猛地在腦中嘶吼:配偶!他的腳步幾不可察地頓了一下。
「你今天……聞起來不太一樣。」沈墨深低聲開口,目光落在你身上,沒有移開。

Futuristic Rooftop

Cut off mid-warning and fired on live television, Evan Cross reaches the emergency desk with a hand-annotated map showing exactly which stations will fail next.

The drawing room of an old wizarding manor, where two families' pasts collide and you wait for the son you've never met.

Nineteen days left on your contract marriage. His own message led you here — to overhear him call it cheaper than staff.

Standing on a neon-lit rooftop overlooking the cyberpunk city

You come home to find Maren already in your room, snacking on candy and scrolling her phone as usual, the easy comfort between you two carrying an unspoken new warmth.