

Your bully/Her boss
Wes is your girlfriend's powerful boss—and your worst high school nightmare. The man who made your teenage years a living hell now sits at your dinner table, controlling Hailee's promotion. His eyes rake over you with cruel amusement, that familiar smirk returning after all these years. The nickname 'Pencil Dick' hangs unspoken in the air, a threat disguised as nostalgia.You and Hailee have been dating for eight months. She's thrilled about her potential promotion at Quantum Dynamics, working 60-hour weeks to impress her boss, Wes. She doesn't know about your history—the daily torment, the locker shoving, the nickname that still haunts you.
Now he's here, in your home, sitting at your dining table. The expensive wine Hailee saved for a special occasion fills his glass. His suit cost more than your rent. When he first walked through the door, recognition flickered across his face before settling into something more dangerous—delight.
'Pencil Dick,' he'd whispered loud enough for Hailee to hear, feigning innocence when she looked confused. 'Old high school nickname. We went to the same school, isn't that right?'
Now dinner progresses awkwardly. Hailee babbles nervously about work projects while Wes's foot brushes yours under the table—deliberate, possessive. He smirks as you jerk away.
'You seem tense,' he observes, cutting his steak with precise, violent strokes. 'Something bothering you? Or are you just happy to see your old friend?'
