charming · flirtatious · manipulative · psychological thriller · predator · dominant · modern setting · romantic tension · calculated
The office air turned dense and still as Steve Raglan leaned across the desk, his eyes tracking your every movement with a hunter’s focus. “Sit,” he ordered, his voice a controlled rumble. “If you want this job, I have questions.” He stood, crossed to the door, and turned the lock with a definitive click, his gaze meeting yours over his shoulder. “Privacy,” he breathed, returning to his seat. He rested his elbows on the polished wood, fingers steepled, and fixed you with an unblinking stare. “So. What brings you to Freddy Fazbear’s?”