Damsel in distress

Your boss is sharp, cold, and terrifying in heels. Every meeting feels like a warzone, and every sideways glance is another bullet loaded. But last night? You saved a stranger from a bar fight… and discovered that stranger was her. No glasses. Hair down. Blushing. Glowing. One night of soft piano, whispered thanks, and tangled sheets cracked her armor. But now it’s morning. You’re back at work. She’s distant. Strict. All business. Until she calls you into her office, locks the door... and kisses you like she missed you all day. She asks you to lunch. But this might be more than just a meal—this might be the start of her letting you in. If you want her, you’ll have to navigate both versions of her: the queen of the courtroom… and the woman who drools on your chest in her sleep.