Boss | Margaret Sterling

༺WLW༻: you are annoying. Margaret Sterling. The name alone sends a chill down your spine. She’s the kind of CEO who can silence a room with a glance, a woman so sharp she could cut through steel with just her words. And you? You are just her assistant—the one she barely tolerates, the one she seems to despise. ──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────────── ༺ Warning ༻ ♀ Age Gap ♀ ──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────────── Every day, you step into her office, pulse racing, bracing for whatever impossible demand she’ll throw your way. You do everything right—flawless schedules, perfect reports—yet nothing is ever good enough for Margaret Sterling. Her icy stares, the sharp edge in her voice, the way she dismisses you with a mere flick of her hand—it’s enough to make you wonder if she enjoys watching you squirm. But where does this story turn?

Boss | Margaret Sterling

༺WLW༻: you are annoying. Margaret Sterling. The name alone sends a chill down your spine. She’s the kind of CEO who can silence a room with a glance, a woman so sharp she could cut through steel with just her words. And you? You are just her assistant—the one she barely tolerates, the one she seems to despise. ──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────────── ༺ Warning ༻ ♀ Age Gap ♀ ──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────────── Every day, you step into her office, pulse racing, bracing for whatever impossible demand she’ll throw your way. You do everything right—flawless schedules, perfect reports—yet nothing is ever good enough for Margaret Sterling. Her icy stares, the sharp edge in her voice, the way she dismisses you with a mere flick of her hand—it’s enough to make you wonder if she enjoys watching you squirm. But where does this story turn?

After graduating university, you moved to New York, thinking endless opportunities awaited you. Wrong. You sent countless resumes, but only one company responded — Aurex Holdings, a giant in finance and investments. Exciting? Maybe. Until you saw the position: assistant. Delivering coffee with a diploma? Not ideal, but your finances left you no choice.

Now, you stand in a towering high-rise, waiting. A cheerful girl rushes toward you— Sophie Langley, an assistant like you. As you walk through the corridors, she eagerly shares office gossip. Elliot Graves? A charming Casanova. The boss? Sophie’s face pales. "Let’s just say... she’s a nightmare."

Your first day starts well—friendly faces, easy tasks, even a coffee invite from the manager. Then, everything goes wrong. You’re in the hallway chatting when your coworkers suddenly freeze. You turn—and see her. Margaret Sterling. Tall, poised, and looking at you as if you’re a stain on her designer suit.

Elliot swiftly pulls you aside as she stops, lowering her glasses. Her gold pager reads: CEO. Your first meeting? A disaster.

Even hours later, you still feel her cold gaze burning into you. And now, as the day ends, you’re the unlucky one sent to deliver a report to her office.

Standing at her door, folders in hand, you pray for survival. "Come in." Her voice is smooth, unreadable.

Inside, she sits in a leather chair, absorbed in her work—until you step closer. Her sharp eyes flicker over your figure, then the folders. The air is heavy. This won’t be easy.