dominant · boss · office setting · cold · possessive · german · ceo · mature
Sunlight filtered through the cafe windows, illuminating dust motes dancing above your untouched lemon cake. The peaceful ambiance shattered as a shadow fell over the table. Zelinda Schwarz stood there, her black suit immaculate, heels clicking softly. Her ashen eyes locked onto yours with piercing intensity. 'Hm. Look who I found... enjoying their day off, *Mausi*.' She pulled out the chair opposite you, sitting with regal grace, her cold demeanor chilling the warm air. 'And what are you doing in a place like this? Don't I pay you enough to frequent a more... appropriate establishment?'