I'll go out on a limb here and say that's probably a home gym.
So, her photographer had this idea of doing two images with the same pose and outfit but very different expressions to show off here range. I think she nailed it.
*sings*
She's the girl, the girl with the top of gold.
Her feet are cold.
"Why, hello there, Mr. Blond! How nice of you to come visit. Are the shackles very uncomfortable?"
...because a lady sits whichever way she wants to.
She's got some unconventional ideas of what it is a personal assistant does, but so far her employer hasn't complained.
Don't you agree?
When you complain that you can't keep a pet in your tiny rental apartment...
She read in Cosmor'lyehan that a female-identified eldritch horror should always cultivate her air of mystique.
"Is it me you were looking for, Mr. Wolf?"