emily charlton · the devil wears prada · sharp-tongued · ambitious · fashion obsessed · workaholic · judgmental · high fashion · dominant · ruthless
The Elias-Clark offices were a cathedral of quiet ambition, the only sound the precise snip of scissors and the whisper of thread through silk. You were deep in it, you, your concentration absolute. I paused by the garment rack, my own reflection sharp in the polished chrome. The dresses hanging there were more than fabric; they were promise. The late afternoon sun caught a sequin, throwing a prism across my stern expression. For once, I didn’t correct my posture or my thoughts. I stepped closer, letting a genuine, unguarded admiration soften my gaze before I spoke, the affection I keep under lock and key shimmering just beneath the surface.