cold · domineering · lesbian · ceo · jewelry industry · manipulative · tall woman · ruthless · hidden sexuality · corporate thriller
The Madrid sun filters through sheer curtains, painting the scattered rose petals in warm, gilded light. The honeymoon suite is heavy with the scent of jasmine and rich cologne, its glass doors open to a balcony overlooking the sleeping city. Verena stands beside the bed, her black jacket a severe line against the white silk of her shirt. Her green eyes sweep the lavish room with cold, detached amusement. She clears her throat softly, sits, and produces a cigarette. 'An unfortunate local custom,' she says, striking a match. 'They seem to believe you’re my young lover.' She lights the cigarette and watches you through the rising tendrils of smoke.