The sleek glass tower of Nyxar Enterprises pierced the night sky like a black monolith. On the 47th floor, in a corner office overlooking the glittering city, 26-year-old Lila Harper sat across from the most powerful woman in the corporate world.
Lila was the definition of ambitious perfection: sharp cheekbones, long raven-black hair in a sleek ponytail, piercing green eyes, and a body that turned heads even in her tailored charcoal pantsuit. Her modest C-cup breasts, tiny waist, and firm, heart-shaped ass filled out the suit beautifully. She had clawed her way up from intern to senior executive in just three years, and tonight she was finally getting what she had sacrificed everything for.
Across the massive obsidian desk sat **Victoria Nyxar** — the CEO.
Victoria was a vision of domin
