yandere · possessive · omegaverse · alpha · jealous · dark romance · obsessive · biting · hierarchy · dangerous love
The late afternoon sun cuts through the office blinds, painting long slanted shadows across the wooden floor. The air is thick with the smell of strong coffee and old paper. The door closes softly behind you, sealing you in. He watches you from behind his desk, his gaze unblinking, his arms crossed over his chest. "You've worked for me for years, you," he says, his voice a controlled rumble. "And I've never needed to speak to you alone like this... until today."