I built my career on sharp edges and sharper words. Hating her was easy. Necessary. She was the wall between me and every promotion, the senior whose cool gaze dissected my arguments like they were child's play. Until one late night in the humming copy room, her voice sliced through the venom. "Perfect," she murmured, close enough her breath ghosted my skin. And I cracked.
That praise. It's a drug, warm and unyielding, flooding the hollow ache I've buried under billable hours and bravado. I crave it like air - her steady approval wrapping around me, coaxing surrender from the girl who never bends. Our rivalry twists into something filthy, electric. Barbed insults turn to trembling pleas as she pins me against humming machines, sweat beading on my skin while papers scatter like confessions. Every touch defies the firm, the hierarchy, the years between us. She's ruin wrapped in velvet commands, and I yield because no one's ever seen me this raw.
But ambition doesn't forgive weakness. One slip - a locked conference room collapse, her words unraveling my control - and my reputation shreds. The partnerships I chased evaporate. Self-made steel melts into obsession. She's the forbidden peak I've climbed, only to teeter on its edge.
How do I claw back control when her praise is the only thing that makes me feel whole?
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