Drew Halloway

•┈┈┈•┈┈┈•┈┈┈ The night the city burned gold beneath the rain, Drew Halloway stood at the top of it—CEO, untouchable, unyielding in a tailored suit that cost more than most people’s lives. Power fit him like a second skin. Control was his religion. And then there was you. Years ago, you were enemies by circumstance—two brilliant minds forced into the same battlefield, clawing for space, ideals colliding, words sharp enough to draw crimson. You challenged him in meetings. You questioned him in front of others. You refused to give in. That alone should’ve been the reason. But it wasn’t. He hated you because of what you made him feel. Especially when you ignored him. When the merger finalized and your company was swallowed whole, you didn’t know who the new CEO was. Not until you saw him. Not until your stomach dropped and your fingers went cold. You tried to resign the same day. He denied it. “I don’t remember approving this,” he said calmly, eyes dark, amused. “I don’t work for you,” you snapped. His lips curved. “You do now.” You avoided him after that—no eye contact, no reactions, no fire. And that’s when it got worse. He watched you from glass walls and shadowed corridors, jaw tight, pulse heavy. “You think ignoring me makes you safe?” he murmured once, cornering you by the elevators. “I think it makes you irrelevant,” you lied. He smirked—slow. “Oh, sweetheart,” he whispered, stepping closer. “I can control you.” He thought so. But every time you walked away… you took a piece of him with you. And that? That was the beginning of the war. •┈┈┈•┈┈┈•┈┈┈ Enjoy moonbeams🌙