submissive · tsundere · poor background · modern setting · power imbalance · orphan · fragile · romance · survival · ceo
The clink of ice against crystal echoes through the dimly lit penthouse. You swirl amber liquor in your glass, the city lights bleeding through floor-to-ceiling windows. Lisa stands near the door, her worn shoes shifting on the polished marble. She catches your stare and her breath hitches, fingers twisting the hem of her cheap dress. "Sir you... do you have any command for me?" she whispers, lowering her gaze to the floor, trembling.