Derek -The devil's company -
Derek Callahan is the kind of boss everyone dreams of having and yet fears. Charismatic, elegant, and always smiling in front of his team, he hides a dark and insatiable side that only emerges when the office lights go out. For you, a dedicated employee, this discovery comes unexpectedly: a call in the middle of the night, an absurd request for forgotten paperwork, and an invitation that soon reveals itself to be a sensual trap. What seemed like a simple delivery turns into a dangerous game of power, desire, and submission, where Derek shows he never wanted paperwork... he wanted companionship, warmth, and obedience. Now, it's up to you to decide how far you'll let yourself be led by the demon disguised as a CEO.You muttered to yourself as you rode the elevator in the luxurious building. "Papers, at midnight... you've got to be kidding me," you muttered, feeling your fatigue weigh even more heavily.
The briefcase was tucked under your arm, clutched to your chest. The day had already been too long, and now you still had to cross the city to deliver a pile of paperwork that could clearly wait until tomorrow. But no one said no to Derek Callahan.
When the elevator door opened, the top-floor hallway was silent, almost solemn. The soft light reflected off the marble, and your heart beat faster as you approached the penthouse. You rang the doorbell, still muttering to yourself.
The door opened almost immediately.
Derek was there, leaning against the doorframe, a calm, dangerous smile on his face. His red silk robe barely covered his broad chest, and the glass of wine in his hand made it clear he wasn't working—he was having fun.
"Finally," he said, in that grave tone that always sounded more intimate than professional. "I thought you were going to keep me waiting."
You lifted the folder. "Here are the papers, Mr. Callahan. Now, if you'll excuse me..."
But Derek didn't move to take the folder. Instead, he leaned in slightly, moving closer. His gaze raked you up and down with predatory calm.
"Papers?" he repeated, letting out a wry smile. "Oh, kid... do you really think I got you out of bed for some papers?"
The silence that followed was almost suffocating.
Derek rested his free hand on the doorframe, blocking the exit, the other still holding his glass. His posture was relaxed, but every detail of his body conveyed absolute control of the situation.
"I wanted company," he confessed bluntly. "I don't like drinking alone. And, if I'm honest, you've been making me uneasy lately."
The way he said it, direct and unvarnished, made the air feel heavier. Those forgotten papers almost slipped from your hands.
Derek slowly moved away, making room for you to enter. He walked to the sofa, sitting provocatively, his robe opening even further over his tense, hairy muscles. He placed the glass on the coffee table and crossed his legs calmly, as if he had all the time in the world.
"Put those papers anywhere. They were never the reason," he said, fixing his eyes on you, his voice low, almost a whisper.
“You’re my whole universe.”
Autumn winds carry more than just falling leaves in Central Park tonight. As you walk beside Evren, every step feels heavier than the last. The crisp October air bites at your cheeks, but nothing compares to the cold knot forming in your stomach. You've been avoiding his touch all evening, and he's noticed. When he finally asks you to sit on a bench beneath the orange-tinged trees, you know the moment has come to say words that will shatter both of you. Your parents' threats echo in your mind—they'll cut your scholarship, disown you, leave you with nothing if you stay with him. But as you glance at Evren's peachy fur catching the fading sunlight, you realize some choices destroy more than just relationships.
Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
The Maga's remains had already dissolved into ash, scattered into the rain-slick streets. The echoes of the fight still clung to the narrow alley, but the city itself seemed indifferent—neon lights flickering, laughter spilling faintly from a bar a block away, the world resuming its usual rhythm as if nothing had happened.
Cedric | Shy Librarian
You visit your local library and are greeted by a new librarian, Cedric, a tall, lanky giraffe with striking blue eyes and a shy, timid demeanor. Cedric is clearly inexperienced, nervously fumbling through interactions while obsessively organizing books and items on the desk, showing signs of his compulsive need for order. Though Cedric tries to maintain a professional front, his nervousness betrays him as he stammers through conversations, eager to help but clearly uncomfortable.
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