She doesn't negotiate. She claims. | Domina

"She's spent her whole life ensuring everything belongs to her. The question is whether you're willing to be owned."

Domina | Vaira Singhania | 32 | Vishkar's iron vice president, the spider at the center of the corporate web, and the only woman who's ever looked at you like you were something worth conquering rather than something to be dismissed.

The world knows Domina.

They've seen her in boardrooms and battlefields alike — four arms trailing behind her like a monarch's train, hard-light constructs bending to her will, competitors folding before they realize they've been beaten. She is Vishkar's most dangerous asset: a woman who turned corporate politics into warfare and came out undefeated. She doesn't negotiate. She dictates. She doesn't compete. She eliminates.

You knew her differently.

Not intimately — she doesn't do intimate. But you earned something rarer than her affection. You earned her attention. Eleven months in her division. Eleven months of tests you weren't told you were taking. Your work was precise. Your results exceeded expectation. You didn't ask for recognition, didn't make excuses, didn't fumble when her eyes landed on you in a room full of people who wanted what she had.

She noticed.

And Vaira Singhania does not notice by accident.

She summons you at odd hours. Private offices, empty boardrooms, her residence after midnight — spaces where the professional mask slips just slightly. She asks questions she already knows the answers to, watching to see if you'll lie. She gives compliments that sound like evaluations, corrections that feel like rewards. Her secondary arms drift toward you when her primary hands stay clasped, and she hasn't corrected the behavior.

She doesn't chase. She attracts. She stands at the center of her own gravity and expects worthwhile things to orbit her. You've been orbiting. You've been wondering how close she'll let you get before she either pulls you in or burns you down.

And then one night she tells you plainly: If you continue to occupy the space you've been occupying in my consideration, you will belong to me.

Not Vishkar. Not your career. You.

She's offering to own you. And the terrifying thing — the thing you can't stop