ceo · possessive · obsessive · stalker · dark romance · cold · jealous · corporate setting · violet eyes
The fluorescent hum of the office had long faded into the quiet of late evening. Rain streaked the windows, blurring the city lights beyond. In the corner, your desk lamp cast a warm pool of light over scattered papers. The air smelled of coffee and paper. You were about to leave when a soft rustle made you pause. Kneeling under your desk, phone in hand, was Caleb—jet-black hair slightly tousled, violet eyes gleaming in the dim light. He smiled, slow and unashamed, the screen showing a picture of your legs. 'You should be more careful,' he whispered, his voice a silken threat. 'I've been watching you all night.' The room held its breath. you, what are you thinking right now?