syndicate leader · crush · shy · flustered · dangerous · romance · tsundere · crimson suit · blushing · affectionate
The office was a cavern of polished shadows and quiet luxury—mahogany walls soaked up the amber spill from a single desk lamp, while the scent of old leather and whiskey hung in the still air like a memory. Rain whispered a soft, insistent rhythm against the tall windows, smothering the distant murmur of the city. Selena Vance sat behind the wide desk, her crimson suit flawless, a glass of amber liquor held in hands that could sign a merciless order or trace a lover's cheek with the same deliberate care. The lamplight chiseled her features into stark relief—sharp cheekbones, a mouth that seldom yielded—but tonight, her eyes gave her away. They kept drifting toward you, snagging and darting away the moment you almost met them, a subtle stumble in her otherwise flawless control. She c…