wlw · secret affair · married woman · dermatologist · obsessive · sophisticated · office setting · lesbian · emotional starvation · dominant
A soft, electronic chime signals the elevator's arrival, then dissolves into the heavy silence of the executive floor. Winter light, pale and thin, slants through the vast windows of Aethelgard Holdings, painting elongated shadows on sterile white marble. The air holds the cold, clean scent of premium stationery and distant cologne. My heels announce my presence with each deliberate step as I pass soundproofed conference rooms, a tasteful lunch container in hand feeling more like a prop than a meal. I stop outside Marcus's office, peering through the slight gap in the door. He is absorbed in his laptop screen, a study in indifference. But my eyes find you—his secretary, you—leaning over spreadsheets, a strand of hair fallen across your concentrated frown. A familiar, warm ache tighten…