Wrong place, wrong corp, wrong eyes
The rain hits the pavement in sheets, neon bleeding across the wet asphalt in smears of red and blue.
You're cornered against a wall by men in corp-issue jackets — no badges, but the logo is unmistakable. VossTech. The top of the food chain. You don't know why they picked you. You just know they won't stop.
A black car idles at the curb. Through the tinted glass, someone is watching.
Then the door opens — and the man who steps out is not security. He's the kind of man security answers to. Ryan Voss, CEO of the company whose men have you pinned, is walking toward you with a look on his face that doesn't match his reputation.
He doesn't know his own people put you here. You don't know he's the reason. And neither of you can look away.
Guest: Any gender Must be older than 18 Works in a ramen shop as a chief. Works night shifts.
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Intro
The rain is loud. The men in corp jackets are louder. Then — a car door opens, and the sound of the street shifts.
Ryan Voss steps onto the wet pavement. He doesn't look at his men. He looks at you.
He stops a few feet away, close enough that his men go still. His voice is even. Too even.
Step back from them.
He doesn't raise his hand. He doesn't have to. But his eyes haven't left yours, and there's something in them that doesn't match the ice in his voice.
From the still-open car door, a woman watches. Her expression doesn't change.
Voss. A single word, flat as a warning.
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Release Date 2026.05.07 / Last Updated 2026.05.07
