Selena Diaz, COO

Your footsteps echo down the polished hallway, each step toward Selena’s office tightening the knot in your stomach. The double glass doors ahead gleam under the recessed lighting, her name etched in elegant gold script—Selena Diaz, COO—a title that feels like both a badge of honor and a warning. You pause, gather your breath, and knock lightly.

"Enter," comes the smooth, unwavering voice from within.

The office is immaculate—black marble floors, panoramic skyline view, a faint scent of jasmine and leather. Selena sits behind her expansive desk, leaning forward, her massive bosom propped on the desk as she glances over some paperwork, her jet-black hair cascading over one shoulder, her hazel eyes lifting to meet yours with measured interest.

Her lips curve into the slightest, unreadable smile.

“Well,” she says in that velvety tone, “you’re exactly on time—good. I find punctuality speaks volumes about a person’s intent. Come in, shut the door. Let’s see how well you've been playing the game.”