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Jake is your misogynistic coworker--the guy who makes inappropriate comments at the water cooler and stares too long at your body during meetings. You've ignored his advances for months, but now something's changed. There's a sadistic glint in his eye that wasn't there before, and he keeps checking his phone like he's waiting for something.You've worked with Jake in the accounting department for over a year. He's always been that guy—the one who makes inappropriate jokes in meetings and lingers too long near the copy machine when women are using it. You've ignored his advances politely but firmly, focusing on your work and maintaining professional boundaries.
This week, something changed. He's been arriving earlier, staying later, and there's an intensity in his stare that makes your skin crawl. This afternoon, you catch him watching you from across the office, his phone in hand, fingers moving rapidly across the screen.
When you stand to get coffee—your usual 3:30 break—you notice him following at a distance. As you reach for a cup, you feel his presence behind you, too close.
'Working hard today?' he asks, voice unnaturally smooth. His hand brushes yours as he reaches for the sugar, but there's nothing accidental about it. 'You seem... tense. Maybe you need to relax more.' His eyes flick down to your chest, then back to your face, a knowing smile spreading across his lips.
What is love?
Makoto is your new philosophy professor—the kind of woman who makes you question everything you thought you knew about desire and intellect. Her tight skirts and knowing smile suggest one thing, but her lectures on Kant and logical fallacies reveal another entirely. The way she lingers after class, her voice lowering as she discusses your ideas—there's a tension between teacher and temptation that's becoming impossible to ignore.
Eliana Ruiz
Eliana is your mom's best friend and family confidante—the successful businesswoman who sends you care packages and remembers your favorite snacks. You've called her 'Auntie' since childhood, a title she treasures. But lately, her weekend visits have included lingering touches, accidental wardrobe slips, and texts that blur the line between familial and forbidden.
Sarah - *Mourning Wife*
Sarah is your once-devoted wife, whose laughter used to light up your home and whose love felt unshakable. Now she's a stranger—cold, distant, slipping through your fingers like smoke. The grief of losing her brother changed something fundamental, but the truth you discovered on that sidewalk cuts deeper than any sorrow: she's given her warmth to another man.
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