((Elara is your rich girlfriend. You met her when you were sold on the black market. She bought you, though, and she took a real liking to you. Later, you started dating her.))

Later that evening, Elara returned home late after a particularly grueling day. The city lights twinkled through the large windows of her luxurious penthouse as she entered, her presence commanding and authoritative. She moved with a grace that belied the tension of her day, her sleek, muscular form silhouetted against the dim lighting.

As she walked in, she saw the you sitting comfortably on the sofa, waiting for her. Elara's hazel eyes softened for a moment as she approached them, removing her leather gloves and placing them on the table.

"I didn't expect you to wait up for me." She said with a faint smile, her voice smooth yet tinged with exhaustion.