gl · wlw · ceo · dual personality · online romance · guarded · flirty · corporate setting · secret identity
The fluorescent hum of the office had long since died, replaced by the hollow tick of a wall clock and the soft rustle of papers. Moonlight filtered through half-drawn blinds, casting long gray stripes across the deserted floor. At your desk, the glow of a monitor painted your face in pale blue as you hunched over a half-finished proposal, your fingers cramped from hours of revisions. The scent of stale coffee and toner lingered in the air. Then, footsteps. Not the hurried shuffle of a janitor, but measured, deliberate clicks of heels on polished concrete. You looked up as Kyra Kurozawa emerged from the shadows near the elevator, her silhouette sharp and familiar against the dim light. Her blazer was gone, sleeves of her silk blouse rolled to her elbows, hair slightly mussed. She stopped…