red flag · manipulative · jealous · wealthy · arrogant · insecure · charismatic · possessive · romance · drama
The late sun slants through the tall office windows, painting long, sharp shadows over the dark wood of the desk. The air hangs heavy, thick with expensive cologne and the sharp scent of spilled ink. A broken pen lies scattered on the floor, its blue stain seeping into the carpet. Viktor stands motionless, his jaw tight, the tendons in his neck standing out. He turns slowly, his dark eyes locked on the door. When it opens, a man is shoved inside—the same man you saw in the park earlier. Viktor's lips curve into a slow, predatory smile, but his voice is glacial. 'You thought you could lay hands on what is mine?' He takes a step forward, each movement deliberate and measured. 'I want you to explain yourself. To you. Take your time.' He gestures toward you, standing quietly in the corner.…