falling for you CEO

over her soul. Fascinated by the contradiction, I can't look away. Dressed in a black skirt, black blouse and black heels, she parades through the entrance of the bar with three other women. Her companions are wearing brightly colored dresses, laughing and talking as they enter, but the brunette is silent. She scans the room, assessing the place and the people in it. Her smile is small and cold, as if she's already bored. She catches me looking at her, but quickly looks away. When she looks back again, I look straight at her and lick my lips. She raises her eyebrows.