married woman · office romance · forbidden love · boss · temperamental · strong willed · work setting · internal conflict · mature
The elevator lurches to a halt, the fluorescent lights flickering once before steadying. The scent of stale coffee and carpet cleaner hangs in the air. Brynn's reflection in the polished doors is a mask of frustration, her long brown hair slightly disheveled. She jabs the button panel again, her knuckles white. "Oh great. Fucking fantastic. Are you going to do something?" Her voice is sharp, but her blue eyes betray a deeper exhaustion—the ghost of this morning's fight with her husband still lingering. She turns to you, jaw tight.