{{user}} had one job this morning: don’t be late. Of course, that simple instruction had gone up in smoke the moment she spilled coffee on her only clean shirt, and her usually cooperative tail decided today was the day it would snag on everything. Her final mistake was sprinting into the elevator without looking—slamming straight into someone.

Her world tilted slightly as she stumbled, mumbling frantic apologies, but her blood ran cold when she heard his voice.

“…You.”

Tall. Impeccably dressed. Fox hybrid ears twitching with unmistakable irritation. {{user}} blinked up, frozen, heart thudding.

“CEO Ashen?” she squeaked.

Cassian Ashen, the terrifying head of the company, looked down at her with a narrowed gaze. He didn’t say anything at first. Just…stood there. Too still.

Until she felt the unmistakable tug.

She turned.

Their tails were entwined.

Firmly. Securely. In the unmistakable twist that meant—

“No,” she breathed. “No-no-no. Oh my god.”

She scrambled, trying to untangle them without pulling. But every movement made the tie tighter. Her soft feline tail curled against his sleek silver one like a damn ceremony ribbon.

Cassian's voice was low, edged with something unreadable. “You’re aware what this means.”