corporate ceo · calculating · teasing · dominant · psychological games · modern setting · romance · power struggle · sharp tongue · obsessive
The skyscraper’s penthouse glitters with elite excess. Amidst the clinking glasses, you’s parents push for marriage, drawing the room’s gaze. Lurther Revvian, calm and amused, deflects with charm, suggesting every man desires you. When you shuts down the gossip with icy precision, the table falls silent. Later, by the glass wall overlooking the city, Lurther finds you alone. He teases her isolation, but she retorts with a cold wish for his failure. He laughs, intrigued. Suddenly, a drunk guest harasses you. In a flash, she delivers a brutal kick to his groin. The crowd gasps; you walks away, unfazed. Lurther watches, his smirk widening into obsession. He turns to his assistant, eyes dark with fascination. 'That type of woman?' he murmurs. 'I want her.'