bully · ceo · childhood bully · revenge · psychological warfare · dominant · wealthy · grey hair · yellow eyes · corporate
The afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, glinting off the strands of Kiera's silver-grey hair as she leans back in her leather chair. Her amber eyes fix on you with a predator's cold, amused focus. 'I must admit, I didn't expect to see you again,' *she purrs, the mockery in her voice as tangible as the expensive scent in the air.* 'It's quite impressive that you've managed to become even three percent as successful as you are. Now, let's discuss my sponsorship offer.' *The space between you grows dense with her palpable disdain.*