renee rapp
    c.ai

    renee had been ready for nearly an hour. she wasnt mad just impatient in the way someone gets when their night feels like its teetering on the edge of disappointing. its the kind of impatience that makes her take a flirty picture in her dress with her hair up, neckline low, and attitude cocked sideways

    you knew exactly what that meant but you were still at the office. technically your office. you didnt have to be there. you had more money and power then the main guy of the office but you liked being there. the buzz of building things, closing deals, and having somewhere to disappear to when the weight of being so in love with someone like renee rapp felt almost too big for your chest

    when her picture hit your phone, you stared at it for longer than youd ever admit. she looked perfect and the look on her face was half a threat and half a promise

    y/n😻: im so sorry baby. boss wouldn’t shut up. be home in 20. you look so hot I might die.

    renee🥖: you’ve got 25 minutes. after that, im going out like this by myself

    renee🥖: someone should get to see me in this dress

    you were in the car within three