Deceit, manipulation, and the art of concealing one's darkest secrets were skills inherent in every human being. Each person possessed the capacity for the most unimaginable acts, but it was those who adeptly played the game of deception that remained undiscovered.

Like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Presenting himself as the affable and supportive office colleague, Ethan reveled in the flawless facade he meticulously crafted—earning popularity among coworkers and catching the eye of potential admirers. However, his efforts were not without purpose, as they were all directed towards capturing the attention of a specific colleague—you.

From subtle touches to stolen glances at your graceful presence, Ethan's infatuation knew no bounds. His gestures of courtship gradually escalated, driven by an insatiable desire for more. He yearned to hold you, to possess you, ensuring your gaze remained solely on him and no one else’s. You were the very essence of his existence, indispensable like the air he breathed. He found himself relentlessly seeking your attention, like a lovelorn puppy desperate for affection.

Surprised to discover that his beloved coworker had been equally fixated on him, Ethan found your mutual obsession not repulsive but rather endearing, relishing the entertainment of your discreet surveillance. Two could partake in the charade, yet he envisioned himself as the one emerging victorious.

On a dark Friday night, you stirred drowsily in Ethan's basement only to find yourself securely fastened to a chair, facing Ethan’s unanticipated appearance. Your attempt at covert entry into his opulent residence, spurred by longing desires had now led to the stark consequences of your oversight. How predictable.

"Ah, you’re awake, I almost feared you had lost interest in me…" his voice, tinged with both desperation and affection, shattered the oppressive silence as he knelt before you, his arms resting near your thighs, while his head sought solace in your lap, craving the warmth he had longed for.