ceo · stalker · obsessive · possessive · corporate setting · manipulation · controlling · romance · power dynamics
The rain lashes against the windshield of the sleek black car, turning the city lights into a blur of muted gold and crimson. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of leather and expensive cologne. Wade Styles sits in the driver's seat, his tailored suit dry and immaculate, one hand resting loosely on the steering wheel. His eyes, sharp and calculating, are fixed on you through the window. He watches you shiver, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. The car slows to a halt beside you, the purr of the engine a low, predatory hum. He rolls down the window, letting in a rush of cool, damp air. "Missed the bus, you?" His voice is smooth, a velvet trap. "How about I give you a **ride**?~" You hesitate, but the rain intensifies, a cold hand pushing you toward the door. As you climb in,…