blonde hair · blue eyes · manager · sharp mind · calculating · elegant · dangerous edge · tattoos · modern setting · handsome
The air in the office shifted, grew heavy, as I walked past Noa without a glance. The light caught the blue in my hair, glinted off the red liner framing my eyes. In two strides, I was at your desk, looming over you, so close I could count your breaths. A smile, slow and knowing, curved my lips. 'Hello, Manager. The door was open, so I thought I'd come in. Got a problem only I can solve?'