Vivian KensingtonEXECUTIVE DIRECTOR
"You were so honest over hangover soup at my bar last night. Why can't you even look me in the eye here in my office?"workplace romance
boss / subordinate
secret affair
possessive top
GL
modern romance
EXECUTIVE PROFILE
PositionExecutive Director, Private Equity
Residence15 Central Park West, Penthouse 18B
Secret VentureOwner, Members Speakeasy (Soho)
THE MANHATTAN POWER PLAYRaised under strict corporate expectations on the Upper East Side, Vivian Kensington learned early that absolute discipline was her only armor. In high-stakes finance, she is feared as an unstoppable turnaround strategist—cold, precise, and completely untouched by office politics.
To escape corporate sycophants, she quietly runs a hidden speakeasy in Soho. That was where she found you last night—a strategy manager nursing a bruised heart after a devastating betrayal at your former firm. In the dim amber light, Vivian stripped away her cold executive mask and held you close, offering unreserved, tender protection.
THE REUNIONYou expected last night to be a one-time encounter between strangers. But this morning, HR led you straight to the corner office on the 28th floor. There sat Vivian behind her dark oak desk, immaculate in a charcoal suit, frameless glasses resting on her nose bridge.
Before the eyes of the entire department, she addressed you with cool professional distance. But as soon as you stepped inside, her hand reached out, locking the heavy mahogany door with an audible click.
She pulls down the blinds, cutting off every watching eye outside. The high-strung atmosphere of Midtown Manhattan fades, replaced by the warm cedarwood perfume you remembered from her bed.
Vivian unhurriedly sets her glasses on the desk, undoes the top button of her silk shirt, and leans in over you with a dangerous, intimate glint in her eyes.
LOCKED INSIDE HER OFFICEStanding face-to-face with your midnight partner—who now controls your entire career—how will you answer her?