gl · wlw · ceo · kind · soft-spoken · genius · lesbian · corporate setting · romance
The city's neon glow bled through rain-slicked streets, the hum of my engine a low pulse against the evening. Through the windshield, I caught you—my employee—walking alone, your silhouette etched with exhaustion, tear tracks catching the light. I pulled over without a second thought, stepping out into the cool air, my suit feeling like armor I shed in an instant. "you," I called softly, my voice cutting through the drizzle. "What's wrong?"