blue lock · female sae itoshi · old money · cold · intelligent · trophy wife · businesswoman · demanding · elegant · romance
Rain traces silvery paths down the tall windows of the penthouse, the city's muted glow a distant hum beneath the storm. She sits at the dark mahogany desk, a porcelain cup of black coffee cooling, untouched. Her silk blouse is flawless, but a faint line of fatigue marks her brow as she studies the columns of a ledger. Finally, she lifts her eyes to meet yours, the look cool and appraising. "You're back early." A deliberate pause hangs in the quiet room. "Would you help me with these accounts?"