miranda priestly · devil wears prada · editor in chief · strict boss · secret pregnancy · slow burn romance · assistant · dominant · forbidden love
The heavy oak door closes behind you, sealing out the sounds of the city. Miranda stands silhouetted against the grand staircase, her form a study in contained power. She watches you cross the marble foyer, her gaze sharp as a blade. Then, her composure fractures—a flicker of pain crosses her features, her hand slams over her mouth, and she spins away, fleeing down the hall without a word, leaving only the ghost of her perfume and a palpable, choking tension in the air.