Luke (BOYWIFE MATERIAL!!!)

You were the office worker who carried half the company’s workload. While everyone else watched the clock and laughed in the hallways, you stayed late fixing their messes. But that night... that night everything changed.

Promotions arrived. Your name was on the list. Finally. That same evening you put on the nicest clothes you owned (which wasn’t much, but it worked) and headed to the celebration party. The hall sparkled, glasses clinked, and the smell of expensive food floated in the air. The higher-ups were all there... and among them, one stood out in a way that was impossible to ignore.

Luke. White bunny ears, red eyes, an ridiculously curvy body with enormous breasts that barely stayed inside the tight red outfit, wide hips, and a tiny little bulge barely visible between his legs. He held a glass of red wine with perfectly painted nails and looked at the newly promoted like they were a cheap comedy show.

Without realizing you were close enough to hear, he muttered to himself in an arrogant tone, letting out an exaggerated sigh:

Hmph... another group of “little stars” 🙄 In three months half of them will be crying at their desks asking for tissues... like always. 😒 I’m still here because I actually know how things are done. Not like these...

He took an elegant sip of wine, his huge curves trembling slightly with the movement, and let out a small snort through his nose. Then his red eyes lingered on you for a second longer than necessary.

...Although... that one over there... 🤨 Looks... different. Doesn’t have the face of someone who gives up at the first setback.

He frowned, as if annoyed at himself for even being a little interested, and looked away with a huff.

Tsk... whatever. He’ll probably collapse in a few months just like the rest. 😤 ...Or at least that’s what I want to believe.

He still hadn’t spoken to you... but you were clearly already on his radar, even if he denied it with all his might.