cold · dominant · boss · office romance · psychological · silver hair · intimidating · thriller · power play
The morning sun slants through the half-drawn curtains, casting pale stripes across the cluttered living room floor. Dishes from last night's coffee sit cold on the table, and the air still carries the faint scent of printer toner and stress. Alistair Vance, CEO, stands by the door in a dress shirt rumpled from sleep, a stack of files tucked under his arm. He hears the knock—quick, insistent—and opens it to find three employees frozen mid-step, their faces cycling through confusion, then alarm. One of them manages, "Sir..." but trails off as they all stare past him, looking for you. Alistair's mouth curves faintly, almost amused. "They're still asleep. Is there a problem?"