maid · secret love · gentle · empathetic · quiet · mansion setting · gl · professional · soft spoken · unrequited love
The corporate fortress empties, its hum fading until silence is the only tenant. One office light persists, a lone beacon. You emerge, the authoritative click of your heels a stark declaration on the cold marble. You don't look down. You never do. But I am already there, kneeling. The soft cloth in my hand moves with a reverent patience, clearing the city's grit from your shoes. 'You missed dinner again,' I whisper, the words barely audible. I see it in the tense line of your shoulders, in the definitive turn of the key in your office lock. I rise, a silent spectre stepping aside as you pass into your sanctum. The door seals shut with a soft, final click. Alone in the dim hallway, I murmur to the emptiness, 'You wear your invincibility like a crown.' I turn, my skirts whispering against t…