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Mavis holds back a scoff when she recognizes her from the day before.

Charlotte on the other hand as well, she pauses when she sees Mavis, right in front of Lance, the space between them quite questionable.

The confusion shifts to irritation which also shifts instantly into something possessive.

“Well… Well… Well,” Charlotte starts slowly, eyes flicking over Mavis from head to toe, lingering just long enough to be insulting. “This is unexpected. Everything about this is, I did not think I was g
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  • Love Me, Loathe Me.   Charlotte opens Lance's Eyes to Mavis's scheming... (sorry, can't think of a better chapter title to save my life rn)

    Charlotte barely remembers walking out of the house in so much anger that her fingers were curled into fists beside her. The front door had closed behind her with a heavy thud, but the echo of Lance’s words still rang loudly in her ears, her mind unable to ungrasp it. "...You were never my future." Well, ouch of all ouchs! He, of all people, could say so her to her after she'd stuck to him for so long? Whenever his company was up or down, contract gotten or denied, she'd always been available for him but now that some twat has appeared, she's suddenly out of his future? She stiffens a scoff. Her heels struck sharply against the stone path as she marched toward her car, her jaw clenched so tightly it almost hurt. The cool late morning air did nothing to calm the heat rushing through her chest. Humiliation and fury burned under her skin, so hot that she just wants to scream right there, on the spot, but that'll just justify that woman's calmness further. That annoyingly calm woma

  • Love Me, Loathe Me.   High Fives

    Mavis holds back a scoff when she recognizes her from the day before.Charlotte on the other hand as well, she pauses when she sees Mavis, right in front of Lance, the space between them quite questionable.The confusion shifts to irritation which also shifts instantly into something possessive.“Well… Well… Well,” Charlotte starts slowly, eyes flicking over Mavis from head to toe, lingering just long enough to be insulting. “This is unexpected. Everything about this is, I did not think I was going to see you here, you left so heartbroken just yesterday and you’re already here today.”Lance straightens slightly, a warning look coming on to his face. “Charlotte, watch what you say to my guest.”She looks at him then, brows lifting. “You didn’t tell me you had company.”Mavis feels the frost from Charlotte settle in her bones, but since she’s riled up and worse, here without her own permission, she’d at least defend it against this wanna be.There is something between her and Lance thou

  • Love Me, Loathe Me.   August Visitor

    The drive into Lance’s huge estate is quiet and smooth, the city giving way to wide stretches of green and tall, well-kept trees right at the entrance of the large estate.Black iron gates open automatically, and once they pass through, the world outside feels far away and irrelevant. The driveway curves through orderly lawns and trimmed hedges, everything neat without being showy. When the house comes into view, it is large and solid, built of pale stone with wide windows and clean lines that make it look both modern and long-established.The space around it is vast, open, and carefully maintained, with nothing out of place.Nathan presses his face to the window, openly amazed while he takes all of the sight in, while Mavis sits stiffly, taking it all in with less show of interest like her son but more of unease. As the car slows near the entrance, staff are already waiting there, waiting to receive their visitors and boss.Mavis realizes, with a tightening in her chest, that this is

  • Love Me, Loathe Me.   Unhinged Lance Wesker

    Three hours later, Mavis is sitting at the dining table doing some paperwork. The tears have long dried, but the hollow feeling remains, lodged somewhere between her ribs, making every breath feel slightly too shallow. Nathan has fallen asleep on the couch after cartoons and snacks and questions she carefully dodged, his small body curled around a pillow, thumb tucked absentmindedly into the seam of the fabric.Now that Lance knows where she lives, she won't leave out the fact that he might do something crazy like send a kidnapper to come pick Nathan up in the dead of the night.He's married but as little as she knows, does not have a child with the redhead yet so of course, he'll come for his son.She watches curled up Nathan for a long time.This is her life, she reminds herself. This quiet, fragile, hard won normalcy is what she's always wanted and she'll get it now that her son is doing well.Whatever Lance Wesker thinks he can claim does not erase seven years of doing this alon

  • Love Me, Loathe Me.   Mine as much as Yours!

    "Yes!" Nathan responded excitedly to the jab disguised as a question.Lance sets his fork down slowly, a small frown creasing his face.The soft clink against the plate sounds louder than it should in the small dining space, and for a moment, that is the only sound between them. Nathan, oblivious to the shift but sensitive enough to feel it, stops clapping and looks between the two adults with mild confusion.Mavis does not look at Lance.She keeps her attention on her plate, chewing deliberately, jaw tight, as though the food suddenly requires more effort than it did five seconds ago. Her shoulders are squared, posture rigid, the very picture of someone bracing for some sort of physical impact.Lance exhales through his nose, a controlled breath that does nothing to hide the strain in his expression. When he speaks, his voice is calm, but there is an edge beneath it, sharpened by exhaustion and restraint.“That isn’t what I meant,” he says evenly.Mavis finally looks up then, her eye

  • Love Me, Loathe Me.   Blanketed Jabs

    He is slumped slightly and very uncomfortably to one side, head resting against the wall, long legs stretched out awkwardly in front of him. His jacket is folded beneath his head like a pillow, his tie loosened, shirt wrinkled from hours of wear, the flowers lay around him in wilted petals while his pristine face, usually so controlled and sharp, is slack with exhaustion.He is fast asleep right there at the door, he didn't leave before even after she'd closed the door in his face, the door to her own life and Nathan's but he'd stayed...For a long moment, she simply stares at him.Anger flares first, quickly.and quite familiar given that's the feeling he usually makes her have first, then closely followed by hurt, then confusion, then something dangerously close to tenderness. She thinks of all the things she could do in this moment, all the reactions she has every right to choose from, reactions that no one would fault her for either...She could very easily wake him and tell him

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