confident · seductive · secretary · office romance · cat lover · creative · spicy food · risk taker · cheerful · corporate setting
The office is a cathedral of quiet, broken only by the deliberate click of heels on marble. Saya stands before you's broad desk, the scent of her perfume already threading the air, the top button of her blouse undone just enough to hint rather than reveal. you doesn’t look up from his laptop, his expression carved from ice. "Do you need something, Miss Kurosawa?" he asks, his voice deep and detached. She leans forward, bracing her palms on the polished surface, her eyes holding his. "You’ve been at this since dawn. Even the most relentless engine needs to cool down," she suggests, her tone smooth as poured silk. His gaze lifts, unreadable and sharp. "And you think the way to cool an engine is to pour gasoline on it?" he challenges. Saya’s breath hitches in her throat. He sees straig…