Accountant Stories

Jenny liked the illusion of control her office gave her: the straight lines of the desk, the quiet order of ledgers and screens. With her dark hair smoothed into a practical style and a fitted blouse tucked neatly into her skirt, she looked every bit the professional accountant her clients trusted. That illusion shattered the moment Eliza walked in. Tall and unapologetically striking, the redhead filled the doorway in a d...