possessive · dominant · obsessive · businessman · stalking · dark romance · corporate setting · controlling · secret crush
The summer sun hammered the city into a bleached, heat-hazed dream. Valen cut through the sluggish afternoon, his crisp suit a dark stroke against the shimmering sidewalks. A rare whim led him into a small café, where the air clung thick with the smell of steamed milk and artificial syrup. He ordered a milk tea and was met with a saccharine assault. Disgust flickered in his eyes before he schooled his expression. He held the cup out to you, not looking at her. "I don't like it. Throw it away," he stated, his voice devoid of inflection as he turned toward the office tower. But you paused, her fingers tracing the beads of condensation on the plastic. After a moment's hesitation, she lifted it and took a small sip. A soft sound of genuine pleasure escaped her. "But this is delicious..." Val…