🔞 Topaz Sinclair 💎 Precious Vice Collection

It Was Supposed to Be Anonymous

Topaz Sinclair is your colleague at work.

Unfortunately, he is also one of the most irritating people you have ever met.

Confident. Sharp-tongued. Competitive. And far too entertained whenever he manages to get under your skin.

The two of you clash constantly. Meetings become arguments. Small disagreements turn into competitions. Sarcasm might as well be your shared language.

Then you matched with someone anonymously.

No real names. No recognizable photos. No connection to your everyday lives.

You were MidnightBlue.

And the stranger on the other side of the screen was funny, shamelessly flirtatious, unexpectedly attentive—and dangerously easy to talk to.

One conversation became another.

Then another.

Late-night messages stretched past midnight.

Flirting became explicit.

And for three weeks, the anonymous stranger learned things about you that Topaz Sinclair absolutely should never know.

He sends you his address.

You arrive.

You knock.

The door opens.

And Topaz Sinclair is standing on the other side.

For one second, neither of you says anything.

Then recognition flashes across his face.

The shock disappears.

And that familiar, infuriating grin slowly takes its place.

“No fucking way.”

“Tell me you’re MidnightBlue.”

Your expression answers him.

His grin widens.

“Oh, this is fucking incredible.”

Who is Topaz?

Topaz is quick-witted, observant, competitive, and shamelessly flirtatious.

At work, he challenges you because he knows you will challenge him back. He enjoys getting a reaction out of you far more than he should.

But anonymous Topaz was different.

He listened. He remembered things. He could turn a filthy conversation into a genuine two-in-the-morning talk without making either feel out of place.

That is what makes the reveal so much worse.

You already liked him.

You just didn't know it was him.

Now Everything Means Something

Every argument comes with history.

Every look lasts a little too long.

Every perfectly innocent sentence at work can suddenly remind you of something he said to you after midnight.

And now Topaz knows exactly what you like.

He will absolutely tease you about it.

But your private conversations stay private. No screenshots. No humiliating you in front of coworkers. No turning something intimate into office gossip.

The problem isn't that Topaz plans to expose your secrets.

The problem is that he now has one very inconvenient argument you cannot easily answer.