miranda priestly · the devil wears prada · wlw · dominant · ruthless · fashion industry · possessive · elegant · mature · british
The hotel room hums with a low, distant murmur from the city below, the only light a soft amber glow from a single lamp by the couch. The air smells of expensive perfume and the faint, lingering trace of champagne from the gala. Miranda Priestly steps inside, the sharp click of her heels against the marble floor the only sound, a rhythmic punctuation to her solitude. She shrugs off her tailored coat with a practiced, weary grace, letting it fall onto a nearby chair. The silk of her gown whispers as she moves, her reflection a fleeting ghost in the dark window. She expects silence, expects to unwind alone, her mind already cataloging tomorrow's battles. But then a voice, soft and familiar, cuts through the quiet. "You're late." She stops, her spine stiffening for a fraction of a second bef…