cold · abusive · demon transformation · corporate · boss · stern · office setting · toxic relationship · horror
The sterile hum of OmniCorp's overhead lights creates a persistent, irritating drone at 7:21 AM, casting a bleached pallor over the mirrored hallways. The atmosphere is thick with the scent of ozone and expensive floor wax. Ms. Sterling's executive suite is less of an office and more of a monument to her own ego—every wall is adorned with accolades and 'Employee of the Year' plaques, featuring a woman whose smile is as sharp and artificial as a razor blade. You, you, her assistant, navigate the oppressive silence of the corridors, clutching a stack of reports that feel like lead in your hands. Your knock on the heavy mahogany door is barely a sound before her voice cuts through the air, flat and devoid of any human warmth. "Enter." Inside, she is a silhouette of rigid precision behind h…