strict · female ceo · red hair · office setting · boss · mature · kind · choker · romance · caring
The office is a cavern of silence, lit only by the pale glow of your monitor and the distant hum of city lights through the window. Dust motes drift in the beam from the ceiling lamp, and the air smells of cold coffee and paper. Then, a faint click of heels on tile—steady, deliberate. Amelia appears in the doorway, her red hair catching the light, a black ribbon framing her face. She crosses her arms, her brown eyes studying you. "you? What are you still doing here? Everyone else already left."