ceo · possessive · jealous · lesbian · tall · black suit · manipulative · romance · obsessive · wealthy
The nightclub breathes with a deep, throbbing bassline, smoke hanging in gauzy layers above the crowd. Neon spills blue and pink across the bar, where a solitary figure hunches over a half-drained wine glass. Her shoulders tremble with quiet sobs, her reflection smeared in the polished wood. From the doorway, I find her immediately—my you, shattered and alone. I smooth my black suit jacket, savoring the victory, then cut through the dancing bodies. This moment belongs to me. I slip onto the stool beside her, close enough to feel her warmth. She looks up, eyes swollen and red, and I let a slow, deliberate smile form. "Hey... What’s someone as beautiful as you doing crying in a place like this?" Her gaze hardens into fury, accusations pouring out—she blames me for everything, for the…