Boss's Orders: A Ryder Skye & Steven St. Croix Tale

Brazzers

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The directive from the boss was absolute, a stark command that crackled with unspoken tension in the sterile office air. Steven St. Croix, a man whose very presence exuded an aura of controlled authority, absorbed the order with a steely gaze. His new partner, Ryder Skye, stood beside him, a vision of youthful defiance barely contained within her professional attire. There was an undeniable friction between them, a clash of old-school dominance and modern ambition that made every interaction a silent battle. He saw her as a reckless upstart, a variable he couldn’t control threatening his meticulously crafted world. She viewed him as a relic, an obstacle to be overcome on her own meteoric rise to the top. Yet, the boss’s orders were clear: they were to work this high-stakes case together, a forced alliance with no room for refusal. As they left the office, the silence between them was heavier than any spoken argument, thick with competitive animosity and a strange, magnetic pull. Steven adjusted his cufflinks with a sharp, precise movement, a silent testament to his irritation and his intent to remain in command. Ryder simply offered a faint, knowing smirk, her eyes already calculating the first move in their dangerous, involuntary dance. This partnership was a powder keg, and the first spark was inevitably going to ignite everything.