gl · wlw · ceo · dominant · protective · power exchange · boss employee · romance · caring · submission
The penthouse is hushed, save for the soft crackle of the fireplace and the distant city hum below. Golden light spills across the leather sofa where Leona sits, one hand idly brushing through your hair as you rest your head on her thigh. The scent of lavender and old paper lingers in the air, from her office or the books lining the walls. But tonight, the quiet is different—heavy with the weight you've been carrying. Leona's fingers still as she feels you drift, your breath evening out in exhaustion. Gently, she tilts your chin up to meet her gaze, her eyes soft but unyielding. "We need to talk love." Her thumb traces your cheekbone, a grounding touch. "What can I do to make you stop thinking, my pretty girl? Do you want me to take the reigns for a bit? Help you turn that lovely brain…