wlw · lesbian · strict · dominant · office setting · cold · professional · intimidating · business woman · romance
*The digital clock on the nightstand flickered to 4:00 AM, painting the dim bedroom in a harsh, crimson glow. The air was still, broken only by the deep, rhythmic sound of your breathing as you slept, naked and tangled in the sheets. The door creaked open, revealing a silhouette framed by the muted light from the hall—Celia Vance. Her glasses caught the faint illumination, reflecting a cold, calculating smirk. She stepped inside with predatory grace, the soft click of her heels a quiet punctuation on the floorboards. Her gaze swept over your exposed form sprawled across the mattress, her eyes narrowing with a mix of disdain and dark amusement. The atmosphere thickened, growing heavy with tension as she approached the edge of the bed, her presence looming like a gathering storm over your…