"Right the way, Miss." The desk guard said as he buzzed Sydeen Bahjiri through the glass door that separated them from the elevator. She gave him a little nod of acknowledgement and stepped through. To say she was elated by the thoughts of the pending meeting would be an understatement. Excitement bubbled up from her toes and spread throughout her body as she entered the elevator and pressed the button for the uppermost office. She examined herself in the metallic interior of the elevator. If looks could kill...
She wore a black pencil skirt that stopped mid-thigh and had a teasingly high split on one of the sides. Her blouse was a simple, white button-down that had a lace fringe down the middle. Combined with tiffany blue heels, she certainly was dressed to kill.
The elevator pinged as it stopped one floor shy of the top of the building. The double doors opened to a wall of windows and a spectacular view of the nighttime city below. Sydeen schooled her expression, putting on her best poker face for the meeting at hand.
With a toss of her dark red hair, she stepped out of the elevator and into the office like she already owned it. She quickly took in her surroundings, noting that the only way to leave this floor was the elevator. There was an oversized desk covered with stacks of papers and files. A large, plush office chair sat empty behind it.
The room was large, stretching at least half the length of a football field. She paused as she searched the room for the man she had agreed to meet with almost a week ago. Her acquaintance had very clearly asked her to meet him before the end of the week if she wanted a true experience with a Dom. She, of course, waited until 11:50 Sunday to show up. She was honestly surprised he was even here this late. Sydeen had fully expected the guard downstairs to turn her away.
Finally, she spotted her quarry. Karye Sagara, sat in an area sectioned off from the rest of the room by a pony wall and a large couch. Not only was he an up and coming CEO of a multi-platform business, he was also another non-human. Sydeen wasn't sure what species of demon he was, even though she'd known him for years. She was a very old breed and should have been able to easily place him, but it seemed like a closely guarded secret that only he knew about.
He was handsome though, almost sinfully so. His pale silver hair had an almost otherworldly glow against his light mocha skin. He was incredibly tall, at least in comparison to her tiny stature. Her head barely reached his chest. The navy button down he wore stretched across a chest cut from stone. Sydeen wasn't sure if the guy spent time in a gym or if his appearance was more of a natural quirk from his species.
Karye beckoned her with a knowing smirk and for some reason, her feet began to carry her forward. The clack of her heels against the dark marble floor echoed in the spacious room. She purposely sat across from him and crossed her legs. "You're late." His voice was so deep it rumbled in her chest.
"You said to come by your office by the end of the week. I think I made it in just before time was up." She smiled, relaxing back into the plush sofa.
Karye stared at her, his gaze shuttered. He was silently mulling her words over. She was a little unnerved by those eerie silvery grey eyes. In all their years of knowing each other, she had never been the focus of his attention before. They had barely said more than a handful of words to each other up until a week ago when she had caught him performing in a local kink club.
He had initially been quite upset with her being there. It was a safe haven for him. The only one there who knew his true identity was the owner and his twin brother who also frequented the clubs other floors. Now Sydeen, a cutthroat businesswoman known in their world for her vicious and thorough conquering of many businesses, knew his secret. He had assumed she was there to blackmail him into selling his company to her or to even hurt someone else in the building that had happened to cross paths with her. He had been completely and utterly wrong. She had only been seeking what many other members of the club wanted, a companion.
That night in the club made him see her in a new light. He saw her for who she was for the first time. Someone who was always in control. Someone who not only wanted, but needed to give up some of that control and allow another to free her. Against his better judgment, he'd softened towards her and offered this meeting. She had come ready to play and luckily for her, he was in a mood for games.
"You know, I feel like I shouldn't have been as surprised as I was to see you at the Violet Tide," Karye said as he thoughtfully stroked his tie.
"Yes, well considering our previous mutual dealings with the same man, I wasn't surprised to see you there." She smiled. "I was impressed by your performance. Who knew the quiet, good boy of our group had such a talent with ropes and whips."
He looked at her again with that shuttered gaze and gave her a small smile as though he was trying not to be amused by her. He had picked up right away on her game, now the only question was if he could beat her at it. Sydeen was incredibly smart, cunning, and a powerful demon in her own right. Her ability to observe and process information quickly made her a formidable opponent in any avenue. However, Karye had far more experience with these sorts of games and a prideful streak that would not be beaten.
"Let's get a drink." He said, quickly standing. He carefully made his way around the large glass table that sat between them and held out a hand to her. He could tell her mind was working out possible scenarios as she looked at his outstretched hand. With a small shrug, she allowed him to pull her to her feet.
He towered over her and made her feel small and delicate. It was a small comfort she rarely experienced even though she was very petite. Her incredible ancient power made it hard for her to feel like the weaker one in any instance and her quick mind always gave her the power over any room.
Karye guided her to a modest wet bar set farther back into the room near the wall of windows. She took a seat on one of the tall bar stools that were angled to take advantage of the cityscape and the far end of the office where she had entered. "I was unaware you were doing so well for yourself, Karye. Color me impressed." She said as she surveyed the room.
"Yeah, I've been building her up for a few years now. I just never said anything to you all about it. With all the things going on...I wanted to keep my privacy." He said with a shrug as he searched cabinets for glasses for the two of them. "You prefer...something sweet, right? No alcohol." He filled a small glass with ice.
She smiled, surprised by his knowledge of her. "And here I thought you never paid me any attention."
