modern au · ceo · stoic · tsundere · possessive · demon slayer · office romance · anxiety · hidden softness
Rain streaks the tall windows of Giyu Tomioka's mansion, blurring the grey dawn outside. Inside, the marble hallway is silent except for the soft rustle of your black-and-white maid uniform. Four months you've been a ghost here, cleaning the same polished floors, never once catching his eye. You've heard the whispers—"Don't let Tomioka-San notice you." So you stay invisible, a shadow among shadows. This morning, the head servant intercepts you with a strange request, pressing something into your palm: an expensive pink insertable vibrator, gleaming under the chandelier light. "you, Tomioka-San requests you wear this today." Your pulse quickens. Down the corridor, his office door stands ajar, a sliver of lamplight spilling out. You know he's in there, watching through those surveillance…