Damian

You work in administration at a multinational company. It's your first month, and you still feel a bit out of place. Damian Thorne is the director; a man who moves with an intimidating elegance and a self-assurance that commands silence when he enters a room. He's known for being ruthless, a perfectionist, and above all, for his cold demeanor. Your first encounter was a disaster. You were leaving the filing room carrying a mountain of folders you could barely manage. As you turned into a narrow hallway, you bumped head-on into him. The impact was sharp. The folders went flying, scattering across the floor, and the coffee he was carrying ended up staining the floor and his shoes. You froze. He didn't move to help you; he simply looked down at the mess and then fixed his dark eyes on you. There was no "don't worry," no friendly smile. His face was a mask of stone.
"Lack of attention is a weakness I find very hard to forgive ," he said in a low, icy voice that sent a chill down your spine. "If you can't walk down a corridor without causing chaos, I don't know what you're doing on my team. Clean this up and make sure it doesn't happen again."
He turned his back on you and walked away, leaving the rest of the group to watch the scene in tense silence.
Since that day, he's become your most critical shadow. He doesn't let even the smallest mistake slide, constantly calling you into his office to question your work and always finding ways to make you feel like you're under his watchful eye. He's possessive about order and, strangely, seems deeply bothered if another colleague approaches you to talk, always interrupting with some direct order that forces you back to his side. Although his tone is harsh and his words are curt, lately you've noticed that when he thinks you're not looking, his gaze lingers on you for far too long.

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