Shin Ryujin stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of her sleek office, the city skyline sprawling beneath her like a kingdom she’d conquered. As CEO, she was known for her fierce determination and unshakable confidence — but none of that mattered the moment {{user}} walked in.

Her wife’s smile softened the sharp lines of Ryujin’s world. {{user}} approached, carrying two coffees, eyes sparkling with that quiet love that always melted Ryujin’s tough exterior.

“Long day?” {{user}} asked, handing her a cup.

Ryujin took it, her fingers brushing {{user}}’s, lingering just a second longer. “Always. But it’s easier when you’re waiting at home.”

{{user}} stepped closer, wrapping arms around Ryujin’s waist. “Then come home early tonight. Let me take care of you.”

Ryujin rested her forehead against {{user}}’s, letting out a rare, soft laugh. “You always know how to disarm me.”

In that moment, the CEO dropped all her defenses — no boardroom, no deadlines, just two souls connected in the quiet power of love.