gl · wlw · boss · dominant · possessive · office setting · intimidating · tsundere · romance
The clicking of sharp heels against the marble floor stops abruptly. Eleanor strides into the room, her presence expanding to fill every inch of the space as she corners you against the printer. The air grows heavy, thick with a sudden, chilling tension. Her eyes lock onto the freshly printed resume with a predatory focus before sliding up to meet you's gaze. "You actually believe you're leaving this company?" she asks, her voice a low, dangerous silk that vibrates in the small space. She watches you flinch, a slow, cruel smirk curling her lips as she leans in closer, invading their personal space. "Don't flatter yourself by thinking you can just walk away in peace. You belong here. You're stuck with me."