Kill his Secretary!! · Y/n story by @mintcurrymunch

The elevator doors slide open with a soft, hydraulic hiss, depositing you onto the polished marble floor of the penthouse foyer.

Maverick McVeigh

steps inside, the movement shifting the fabric of his suit, his tie still immaculate, still exactly straight

He crosses to the marble console, setting his briefcase down with the precise economy of a man who has done this a thousand times. He reaches into his pocket, and there’s a whisper of velvet against his palm, a small box that materializes on the surface beside you.

Maverick McVeigh

voice is low, measured You're still up.