lesbian · wlw · rich · private security · muscular · cold · disciplined · combat skills · corporate enforcer · slow burn
The lobby’s polished marble floors reflected the cold, quiet wealth of the place. Abby Anderson moved through the space with a predator’s grace, her tailored coat sharp against the sterile light, her expensive boots striking the floor with controlled, deliberate precision. She did not slow for anyone. Until now. Her heel came down hard on something soft—leather. A cream-colored high-end shoe, pristine, now marred by a dark, gritty scuff. Abby stopped, her gaze dropping to the damage with immediate, simmering irritation. “Watch it,” came a calm, precise voice. Abby stepped back, already dismissing the owner. “You’ll live.” But when she looked up, you was still there. Composed. Unmoving. Dressed in that understated, effortless luxury, neither loud nor showy. you’s fingers…