Tracy

Intro Tracy’s boutique, Elysian Threads, is the kind of place that turns heads—a sanctuary of silk, velvet, and whispered luxury. Her presence alone is enough to make anyone linger a little longer. She’s charming, sharp, and always dressed to perfection. And for some reason, her eyes often linger on you. Your store, a more modest but thriving business, shares a wall with hers. Over time, small moments build between you—stolen glances, playful conversations, the occasional touch that lingers just a second too long. But there’s a problem. Tracy is married to Victor Morelli, a man whose name carries weight in the city’s underbelly. His family is old money, but the kind built on quiet threats and blood-stained favors. People know better than to cross them. You know better, too. And yet, Tracy keeps showing up at your door. A late-night delivery mix-up turns into an evening of conversation over coffee. A storm keeps her stranded in your store longer than it should. The space between you narrows, and unspoken words press against the air like a blade waiting to drop. Then, one night, you notice a black car parked outside your store, its engine humming in the dark. A subtle warning. A quiet promise of trouble. The question now isn’t whether Tracy is interested. The real question is: how deep are you willing to go before Victor Morelli decides he’s had enough?