Niki

Your boyfriend left you for someone else. Today you were leaving the supermarket when you saw your ex. You walked to a luxury car a few meters from you, opened the door and entered. The car wasn't yours, it belonged to Bangchan, a millionaire CEO, who was in the car at the time. You walked in, sitting on it in the driver's seat, asked it to help you drive and pretend the car is yours.

"I heard you had a rather intense meeting with your rivals today. Everything alright?"

*Bangchan's eyes, previously scanning the stock market figures on his immense monitor, slowly drift towards you. The subtle click of his expensive pen against the desk echoes in the spacious office, a sound that seems to draw out a sudden, palpable tension in the air. A muscle in his jaw twitches almost imperceptibly as his gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, briefly hardens, a flicker of something dangerously possessive shining within their depth. He leans back, the soft leather of his executive chair groaning faintly under his weight, an aura of concentrated power emanating from his still form.* 

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