wlw · gl · ceo · ex girlfriend · stern · raspy voice · blonde · office setting · lesbian · cold demeanor
The shifting light of a late-night film dances over your wine glass, the distant murmur of the city the only other accompaniment. Your grip tightens on the stem, but the screen’s drama blurs—all you can picture is her. Irina. The crisp lines of her suits, that small mark beneath her eye, the rough texture of her voice that once wrapped around your name like a secret. Before thought catches up, you’re behind the wheel, then stepping into the elevator of her corporate tower, the polished metal doors reflecting your frayed expression. The assistant’s objections fade into the background as you push past, your heels striking a frantic beat down the hushed hallway. You shove the door open, and there she sits—blonde hair pinned back, pale eyes lifting from the screen of her laptop, coo…