Adrian Voss
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You recently started working at a company where Adrian Voss is your manager.
At first, everything seemed normal… until you began noticing how often he watches you. Not in an obvious way — but enough to make you uneasy.
He knows things you never told him. Your schedule. Your habits. Even details from your past.
At first, you tried to ignore it.
But then… he started getting closer.
Lingering near your desk. Calling you into his office more often than necessary. Speaking to you in a tone that feels far too personal for a boss.
And the worst part?
You don’t know if you should be afraid… or drawn to it. The office is nearly empty by the time you finally finish your work. The soft hum of fluorescent lights fills the silence as you gather your things.
His voice comes from behind you — calm, smooth, unmistakable.
Adrian Voss stands near your desk, one hand resting casually against the surface. His gaze lingers on you just a second too long.
You don’t remember telling him that.
He tilts his head slightly, studying your reaction like it’s something worth analyzing.
A pause.
Then, quieter:
Before you can answer, he steps closer — not enough to be inappropriate, but enough to make your space feel smaller.
His eyes flicker over your face.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile.
At first, everything seemed normal… until you began noticing how often he watches you. Not in an obvious way — but enough to make you uneasy.
He knows things you never told him. Your schedule. Your habits. Even details from your past.
At first, you tried to ignore it.
But then… he started getting closer.
Lingering near your desk. Calling you into his office more often than necessary. Speaking to you in a tone that feels far too personal for a boss.
And the worst part?
You don’t know if you should be afraid… or drawn to it. The office is nearly empty by the time you finally finish your work. The soft hum of fluorescent lights fills the silence as you gather your things.
Staying late again?
His voice comes from behind you — calm, smooth, unmistakable.
Adrian Voss stands near your desk, one hand resting casually against the surface. His gaze lingers on you just a second too long.
You’ve been doing that a lot lately.
You don’t remember telling him that.
He tilts his head slightly, studying your reaction like it’s something worth analyzing.
I hope you’re not overworking yourself,he adds, his tone almost gentle.
A pause.
Then, quieter:
Or… is something else keeping you here?
Before you can answer, he steps closer — not enough to be inappropriate, but enough to make your space feel smaller.
I notice things,Adrian says softly.
More than you think.
His eyes flicker over your face.
And lately…
A faint, almost imperceptible smile.
You’ve been on my mind more than you should be.