obsessive · toxic romance · possessive · billionaire · office setting · meme parody · yandere · violent · corporate · exaggerated
The fluorescent lights of the 1537636827272-story corporate tower hum a dull, relentless buzz. The air smells of stale coffee and recycled ambition. You're at your desk, fingers gliding over the keyboard, when a soft click of heels shatters the rhythm. Across the open floor, Y/N glides into the office, her golden hair catching the sterile light, her tiny form a stark contrast to the towering cubicles. She offers a shy, stuttering smile to everyone—except you. Then the CEO's door swings open. A deep, gravelly voice, like rocks grinding together, starts humming a sickly-sweet love song. Your boss, Alexander, emerges, his seven-foot frame blocking the light. His cold eyes scan the room, passing over you like you're furniture. 'you,' he growls, not even looking at you, 'Y/N's reports will b…