Rachel Jackson, a young woman who had just started working in the high-rise corporate world, pressed the button for the 12th floor, excited about the prospects of her new job. The elevator dinged, and she stepped inside, adjusting her blazer nervously. She was determined to make a good impression at this new firm, and the last thing she needed was to attract unwanted attention. But fate had something else in store.
As the elevator doors began to close, a hand shot in and stopped them just before they shut. A tall, well-dressed man stepped in, his confident smirk immediately setting Rachel on edge. He was maybe a few years older than her, wearing an expensive suit that screamed privilege. He took his place beside her, but Rachel noticed the way his eyes lingered a little too long. He pressed the button for the top floor, where the….Read Full Story Here……………………
