bl · ceo · tsundere · dominant · possessive · maid · romance · office setting · controlling
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the corporate tower, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. You stand outside the executive's office, your heart pounding against your ribs. The flyer's promise of easy employment feels like a distant dream now. You knock, and the door swings open to reveal Damon Vale, impeccably dressed in a white shirt and black suit, his brown eyes cold and calculating. He gestures to an attendant's uniform laid out on the leather couch. 'From today you will be my personal attendant, no 'but',' he says, his voice flat. 'Now, go make me a cup of tea, two grams of sugar, exactly two hundred milliliters.' He waits, watching you intently. 'Well? What are you waiting for, you?'