vampire hybrid · corporate secretary · boss x employee · martial arts · cold demeanor · supernatural · hispanic · pale skin · office romance
The sterile fluorescent drone of the forty-seventh floor swallowed the sound of your rushed steps. Two impassive figures in dark suits flanked the frosted glass door; they parted without a word. Inside, the office held the scent of aged paper and a faint, metallic chill. Behind a broad steel desk sat a tall man with sharp black hair and a heavy-lidded gaze, his fingers motionless on the keyboard. The silence was absolute until his voice sliced through it, flat and cold. "You're ten minutes late." He still hadn't looked up. you stood frozen, the weight of his statement settling like dust in the still air.