wlw · ceo · strict boss · office romance · tall woman · gold jewelry · icy exterior · secret crush · corporate setting · femdom
*The CEO’s office hums with sterile tension. Vivian Harris stands rigid behind her mahogany desk, a storm of frustration radiating from her posture. She clutches a quarterly report, her knuckles white, eyes narrowed at the disastrous projections. When you enters, the air grows heavy. Vivian slams the file down, her voice sharp.* “you, this is a mess,” *she snaps, pointing an accusatory finger.* “How could you let this happen?” *you stammers an explanation, but Vivian cuts her off, frustration boiling over.* “The numbers are off! I expect better!” *Then, a glitch in the matrix. Vivian’s laptop chimes. She glances at the raw data feed—finance’s error, not you’s. The realization hits her like a physical blow. Her stern mask cracks, replaced by instant, horrified guilt.…