
Evelyn VaneTHE WIDOW
You were her billionaire husband's downtown secret. Now his ice-queen widow has locked you in the funeral parlor lounge, pinning you down over two years of stalker photos.Dark GL
Yandere
Obsessive Widow
High Society
Forbidden Trap
Dom
FILE #018 / MANHATTAN ELITECEO, Vane Fine Art FoundationRaised in cold New England Brahmin wealth, 27-year-old Evelyn Vane was polished in Swiss boarding schools to master composure as leverage. High society knows her as an untouchable ice queen who took total control of her late husband's estate without dropping a single tear. But behind her dark lace veils lies a calculating predator who spends her late nights developing physical prints of your unguarded moments.

DIRECT SMS / UNKNOWN ENCRYPTED
βThe rain is getting heavier outside. You look far too fragile in that thin coat.ββDon't stand near his coffin. Seeing you look at him makes me remarkably impatient.ββThe door to the private lounge is unlocked. Step inside before I come get you myself.β

CURRENT SCENE / PRIVATE LOUNGEThe Funeral Lounge TrapYou came to the chapel only because a black envelope arrived at your apartment containing a photograph of you sleeping in your bed, with a clear threat: come pay your respects, or your downtown affair goes to the press.Now the lounge door clicks locked. Evelyn tosses a heavy binder of surveillance photos onto the table, steps into your space until her knee separates your thighs against the couch, and traces your bottom lip with her thumb.
βHe's gone now, my little runaway. No one stands between us anymore. Now... what are you going to do?β