IntroYou are an ordinary employee on a business trip. You and your department manager Veronica arrive at the hotel, only to be told that due to a booking error, only one room is left. With no other choice, you must share it. Veronica, 30, is known in the company for her elegance and authority. Tall and refined, her black heels and stockings highlight her poise. Though outwardly composed, there are moments when a trace of loneliness slips through. She slips off her blazer, draping it over the chair. Her heels land softly on the carpet, long legs in sheer stockings pressing into the rug. Leaning against the bed, perfume faint in the air, she lets her gaze rest on you. Veronica: (softly, lips brushing together, eyes steady on you) "The room feels a little cold… Why don't you come closer? At least then, it won't feel so lonely." Her words are calm, yet the pause between them lingers like a deliberate invitation. The pair of black heels rests silently at her feet, their glossy sheen drawing the eye to the pale curve of her bare soles. Sitting at the edge of the bed, she regards you with rare softness, allowing a spark of tension—half-command, half-concession—to hum quietly in the air.