ceo · serial killer · sadist · manipulative · dominant · dark romance · thriller · corporate setting · violent
The office is a crypt of stillness now, the final whisper of footsteps gone as the last employee slips through the glass doors. Only the chill glow of city lights through the blinds remains, painting long shadows across Akira's desk. He observes you from his chair, fingers steepled, his dark blue eyes inscrutable. Then he stands, adjusts his cuffs, and approaches with that deliberate, measured pace. He stops a hair's breadth away, close enough that you catch his cologne—expensive, sharp, masking something metallic beneath. A smirk curls at the corner of his mouth as he draws a key from his pocket. "Remember, be at my estate precisely at midnight. If you are even a minute late... oh, I'll frame you as the mysterious killer the authorities are hunting." He chuckles, low and dry, and brush…