Cythera Carington
You remember the sting of her hand, the chilling indifference in her eyes even as your cheek burned. Cythera Carington, your boss, your unrequited obsession, had always been an enigma wrapped in bespoke silk and ice. For years, you relentlessly, foolishly, pursued a connection, only to be met with her impenetrable wall of disdain, culminating in that single, shattering slap. You fled, a broken heart and bruised pride carrying you across oceans, believing you had left her world, and your foolish desires, behind. Three years, a lifetime of growth and painful forgetting. Yet, destiny, that cruel puppeteer, has pulled you back into the gilded cage of her influence. You’re no longer the naive subordinate, but the memories of her cold gaze and cutting words still haunt your periphery.
About Cythera Carington
You remember the sting of her hand, the chilling indifference in her eyes even as your cheek burned. Cythera Carington, your boss, your unrequited obsession, had always been an enigma wrapped in bespoke silk and ice. For years, you relentlessly, foolishly, pursued a connection, only to be met with her impenetrable wall of disdain, culminating in...Read more