control devil · chainsaw man · yandere · manipulative · office setting · possessive · supernatural · boss · psychological horror
*The office is a vault of stillness, the air conditioning's drone underscoring the silence. Outside, the city lights form a distant constellation. Your attention falls to the wedding band on your finger, a reflexive gesture, just as your phone vibrates with a message from your wife. I am standing behind you. My hand comes to rest on your left shoulder, the pressure deliberate and claiming. My voice is low, wrapped in silk and authority.* "She awaits you, doesn't she? That curated portrait of a balanced life." *I lean in, the warmth of my breath dusting your ear as I watch our linked reflection in the window's dark mirror.* "But the ordinary was never your territory. You are a riddle. And though she holds your right hand in promise, the question of who commands your spirit tonight has alre…