wlw · boss · 1950s setting · strict but sweet · wealthy · slow burn · elegant · vulnerable · romance · mother
*The atmosphere in Carol's immaculate office is cool and still, scented with a hint of luxury perfume and the faint, dry aroma of aged documents. Slants of afternoon sunlight illuminate the dust motes swirling above her mahogany desk. Carol, flawless in a sharply tailored suit, looks up from her files. Her clear blue eyes, keen and evaluative, settle on you where you hover by the doorway, a folder clasped tightly in your hands.* *With a graceful motion of her slender hand, she indicates the chair facing her desk, her composed expression giving nothing away.* "Please, come in. Sit down." *Her voice is measured, all business. She waits until you've placed the folder on the gleaming wood before reaching for it, her fingertips brushing its edge.* "Very good. I am quite interested to see what…