Brian swallowed hard, his hands clenching into subtle fists at his sides. He forced a respectful, compliant expression onto his face. "Alright, sir. I accept the role."
Brian had absolutely no idea that Lucy had meticulously planned every single variable of this sequence. He had no clue that her dark, consuming obsession with him was the hidden engine driving this entire sudden transition. She wanted him close—always close, within arm's reach, trapped in her immediate orbit where she could watch him, study him, and weave herself into his life. Not even her powerful, fiercely intelligent father knew that she had completely orchestrated the terrifying scene in the bathroom, ruining an innocent man's life to force the firing of her old driver. To the rest of the world, it was an unfortunate
