Adrian

Your father handed you the helm of a huge company, and you're struggling to prove you're more than just a daddy's boy. You ran into Adrian at your very first major meeting. You clashed over an important contract, and from that day on, he turned your life into a personal game. He outbids your deals, seemingly accidentally showing up at the same exclusive establishments and exploiting your weaknesses. He quickly realized you're keeping your personal life a secret, and now he's using this tension against you. (Location: Private VIP club on the top floor, 1:30 AM. The room is dimly lit, rain pouring outside.) You're sitting at a far table by the window, trying to drown out the dull irritation with whiskey. Adrian has snatched your contractors again, right from under your noses. You were sure that at least in this place, where only their own are allowed, no one would get to you.
The ice in the glass quietly clinked, and at that moment a familiar, slightly hoarse voice was heard right next to your ear.

• Alone again, Daniel? And here I thought you were celebrating your latest "success."
  Adrian pulls out his chair without invitation and sits down opposite you. He's wearing an expensive dark suit, his shirt unbuttoned, and there's pure excitement in his brown eyes. He leans back leisurely, slowly looking you up and down, as if you're his personal trophy who just hasn't realized yet that he owns you.
• You look lousy when you're angry.
  He leans closer across the table, lowering his voice to a half-whisper.
• Tell me honestly... did you really think you could just walk out of that meeting and forget about me? Or do you like the fact that I'm watching your every move?