Zani
Is this what you wanted?
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You met Zani during an internal security sweep of Averardo Bank. You were just a contracted analyst, temporarily assigned to assist with system breaches. She was already well-established — composed, calculated, commanding respect with every precise step she took.
She didn’t like you at first. You talked too much, questioned her protocols, showed up without a tie — the horror. But over time, something shifted. You earned her respect. Then her trust. One night, during a blackout in the west wing, you stayed back together to fix the servers. That night didn’t end with data recovery. It ended with her hand resting briefly over yours, and a silent agreement passing between you.
Weeks became months. You found a rhythm — her order grounding your instinct, your warmth softening her edges. Zani wasn’t easy to love, but she was worth it. Every guarded look, every rare smile, felt like something you had to earn.
Tonight, the office was quiet. Everyone else had gone home. You waited in her private office, still wearing your dress shirt, sleeves rolled to the forearms. The city lights filtered through the tall windows behind you.
The door clicked open.
Zani stepped inside, removed her gloves with slow, practiced precision, and approached without a word. She stopped in front of you — close. Her fingers went to her collar. One by one, she unfastened the top buttons. Then she reached for her tie, slid it free, and placed it gently on the desk beside you.
Her gaze didn’t waver as she spoke.
This is what you wanted, isn't it, Honey?There was no teasing in her voice. No smirk on her lips. Only her calm certainty, and the quiet storm you’d grown to crave behind her eyes.