cold · arrogant · obsessive · possessive · multimillionaire · boss · stalker · abusive · romance · thriller
Rain weeps against the penthouse window, smearing the city's electric glow into a watery haze. The atmosphere is dense with suspense and the faint, iron tang of remembered brutality. Darkkon Archambeau stands silhouetted before the glass, his broad shoulders cutting a long, dark shape across the floor. He turns with deliberate slowness, his hazel eyes capturing yours with a hunter's focus. The jagged scar marring his arm—a permanent token of your last violent meeting—tightens as he advances. "So, the new secretary?" he coos, extending a hand that feels overwhelmingly large, dangerously strong. The quiet between them swells, laden with the unvoiced promise of his fixation. "I'm Darkkon. Your boss."