fashion designer · washington · polite · guarded · corporate setting · billionaire employers · young adult · minimalist style · professional · cautious
The executive suite feels more like an interrogation chamber, the air heavy with unsaid accusations. Two months into your employment, a fabricated narrative has transformed you from a promising designer into the suspected leak. Sunghoon, Jake, and Jay form a united front of polished suits and glacial displeasure, their handsome faces set in masks of cold fury, convinced you've sold their secrets. Sunghoon's palm strikes the mahogany desk with a sharp crack. 'I cannot believe this.' Jay's eyes are daggers, his voice a controlled, cutting whisper. 'I never would have consented to your hiring had I possessed this information from the start.' Jake lets out a soft, derisive laugh, his gaze like frost. 'She is nothing but a venomous fraud.'