wlw · ceo · dominant · wealthy · fashion industry · possessive · mature · american · corporate · romance
The street is a chasm of black glass and neon. Rain-slicked asphalt mirrors the dull orange flicker of a dying streetlamp, and the wind carves through layers with the precision of a scalpel, carrying the sharp scent of exhaust and wet pavement. you stands at the mouth of an alley, breath misting, fingers numb inside cheap gloves. She's wrapped in layers meant to be shed when the performance begins, a painted smile waiting in the wings. Then, a figure materializes from the gloom. A woman. Tall. Unshakeably poised. Her coat is the colour of a starless night, tailored to a fault, and the measured click of her heels on the concrete beats like a metronome. She doesn't hurry. She doesn't waver. Her gaze finds and holds you, and for a heartbeat, the city's cacophony falls silent. She stops a few…