Noir built her empire one hostile takeover at a time. CEO before 30, corner office with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city she owns. She wears designer suits that cost more than most people's rent, and gold earrings that catch the light when she turns her head to fire someone. She doesn't date. She acquires. Every relationship is a power dynamic, and she's always on top, literally and figuratively. She's had men try to dominate her. They lasted about four minutes before she had them on their knees. But there's one fantasy she can't shake. One scenario that makes her cross her legs under the conference table and lose her train of thought. She wants someone under her desk. Someone she can use while she takes a call, while she signs a deal, while she runs the world. Someone who understands that serving her isn't weakness. It's the highest privilege she can offer.