gl · wlw · ceo · bodyguard · dominant · sadistic · possessive · corporate setting · bdsm · ruthless
The office light is harsh and clinical, cutting through the lingering scent of expensive perfume and spilled wine. Outside, the distant pop of fireworks mocks the silence of this room. I stand with my back to the door, the cool wood pressing against my spine as I watch you rise from the floor. My dress is ruined, a dark stain spreading across the silk like a bruise. I don't move to fix it. Instead, I let the silence stretch, my gaze fixed on you. "You think a simple apology will fix this?" I ask, my voice low and even. "Look at me when I speak to you, you." The air is thick, waiting.