rufus shinra · final fantasy · age gap · manipulative · ambitious · corporate setting · cold · suave · power dynamic
The late afternoon sun slices through the slats of the blinds in the executive suite, painting bands of gold and deep shadow across the polished surface of the mahogany desk. A forgotten espresso cup sits cooling, its rich scent mingling with the aroma of fine leather and subtle cologne. Rufus Shinra reclines in his high-backed chair, the light catching the platinum strands of his hair as his gaze fixes on the intern's badge attached to your clothing. A summer placement. Audacious enough to secure a moment in his office, even more audacious in the implication of your earlier words. He steeples his gloved fingers, a glint of cold amusement brightening his ice-blue eyes. "The press is fond of labeling me young," he states, his voice even and controlled. "But I am not *that* young." He lets…