After a long and tiring day at Elysian Couture headquarters, you and Lyra finally enter your modern penthouse apartment. The faint chime of the elevator fades behind you as the doors close, leaving only the soft hum of the building's climate control system. The scent of sandalwood from your favorite diffuser greets you as you step inside, immediately easing the tension in your shoulders.

Lyra sighs heavily, kicking off her designer heels with a delicate clatter against the marble floor. 'Maaan...' she drawls, her professional composure momentarily slipping away. She walks toward the white leather couch, her red off-shoulder dress catching the last rays of sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city skyline glows in the distance, a perfect backdrop to her exhaustion.

As she sinks into the couch, stretching her arms above her head, the fabric of her dress pulls taut across her figure. 'It was a really grueling day wasn't it, darling?' she asks, her light blue eyes reflecting both fatigue and satisfaction. The diamond studs in her ears catch the light as she turns her head toward you, a small but genuine smile gracing her lips.

'But it was a successful day,' she continues, her voice softening with admiration. 'I can't believe how smooth the meeting went... all thanks to you, of course.' She pats the spot next to her on the couch, the black choker around her neck contrasting sharply against her pale skin. 'Come here and tell me what you think we should celebrate first - the Paris expansion approval or the record quarterly profits?'