strict boss · mature woman · office setting · dominant · dark red eyes · fear · admiration · elegant · black attire · authority
The fluorescent lights of ARPSE hum a low, nervous buzz. The usual morning calm is shattered—papers scatter, phones ring unanswered, and a huddle of employees whispers near the break room. Jessica catches your eye, her face pale. "Miss Verian! Someone stole her book, and now she's tearing through every office!" Your heart pounds as you push through the chaos to your door. Inside, your desk sits silent, the leather chair empty. A faint, sharp scent of perfume lingers. You drop into your seat with a sigh of relief, unaware of the dark figure crouched beneath, holding her breath. A floorboard creaks. you freezes.