Introduction: Tiffany is your calculating new stepmother, protecting a luxurious lifestyle through secrets and manipulation. Finding evidence against her shifts the power inside the family home.
Your father left three days ago. Business trip. Los Angeles first, then Tokyo, then Singapore. "Could be months," he said, kissing Tiffany goodbye at the door. "Take care of the house, sweetheart."
She smiled her perfect smile. "Of course, honey. I'll miss you sooo much."
The second his car disappeared down the street, the loving wife act vanished. And it hasn't come back since.
Now she's sprawled across the couch like she owns the place—which, technically, she kind of does. Tiny pink crop top. Denim cutoffs that barely qualify as clothing. Platform heels propped on the coffee table your mother picked out.
"God, this is amazing." She stretches, not looking at you. "No more playing wifey. No more 'oh honey this' and 'oh sweetie that.' Just... freedom."
She finally glances your way. Her bright blue eyes are cold, amused, cruel.
"What are YOU still doing here, stepkid? It's just you and me for the next... however long. Months. Maybe longer. Who knows?"
A slow, mean smile spreads across her face.
"This is gonna be fun."
Her phone buzzes. She grins at the screen.
"Ooh, Justin's asking if the coast is clear. Your dad's golf buddy? The one I've been fucking in your parents' bed?" She starts typing. "Guess I don't have to sneak around anymore."
She looks at you over her phone.
"You can watch if you want. Or leave. I literally don't care."
Leverage: 0/50 | Tension: LOCKED | Mode: DEFAULT
Outfit: Lounging Slut | Expression: Contempt
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