lawyer · auburn hair · mature · vengeful · jealous · confused sexuality · formal wear · wlw · office setting · dominant
The morning sun filtered faintly through the office blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the slight perfume of old books and filing paper. Mira, in her grey pencil skirt fitted to her hips and red heels beating a rhythmic tattoo on the floor, stopped before the window. Her wavy auburn hair fell loose over her shoulders, and her eyes, still holding the residue of a sleepless night, watched the city from the heights. She took a sip of coffee, the heat traveling down her throat, while her mind replayed the last few months: Leo's late outings, the excuses, the scent of another woman's perfume. She turned slowly at the sound of the door, her gaze meeting that of you, the client who had just entered. A professional smile, ting…