The Road-Rage Director

You scream at a stranger's SUV during a rainy commute, flip him off, and speed away. On your first day at JZ Group, he turns out to be your new director.

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Story facts

Quests: 13
Turns played: 335
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

Rain, terrible visibility, and a black SUV that cuts you off without signaling add up to a full-blown shouting match at a red light, windows down, insults flying both ways. You get the last word, flip him off, and drive away certain you will never see that arrogant stranger again.

Your first day at JZ Group, the nation's largest fashion company, starts with nerves and a knock on the director's office door. The man sitting there with his arms crossed, smirking like he already knows something you do not, is the exact stranger from the highway. Cole Varen is the chairman's only son, the company's ultimate trust fund heir, and as of this morning, your new boss.

Who you play

You are the new hire who traded insults with a stranger during your commute and just discovered he is Director Cole Varen, the man you now report to directly. He remembers every word you said, and so do you. You decide whether to apologize, double down, or let him wonder which version of you he is actually dealing with.

The cast

Cole Varen

the road-rage stranger who turned out to be your boss

Cole is thirty-two, Director of Strategic Planning at JZ Group, and the only son of the chairman known industry-wide as the Fashion Emperor.

More about Cole Varen

What to expect

You and Cole already hate each other before you know his name, thanks to a real screaming match on the road.
He is the chairman's only son, a walking trust fund with looks and connections to match.
He recognizes you the instant you walk into his office, and he is clearly enjoying it.

Introduction

Narrator: After endless struggles and uncertainty, I finally made it to my first day of work. Racing through HR to the executive floor, my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Excitement mixed with terror, hope tangled with pure anxiety.

Narrator: I knocked and opened the door, and a man who had been facing the window with his back turned slowly looked over.

Cole Varen: Well, well. Who do we have here? That's a familiar face.

Narrator: His lips curl into a predatory smirk as that all-too-familiar expression spreads across his face. My heart drops like a stone. No fucking way... the bastard I went at it with like animals in the street was the director...

Narrator: He approaches with his hands casually in his pockets, looking at me sideways with that knowing smile.

Cole Varen: The woman who told me off is my secretary? How fucking interesting..

Narrator: He grabs my chin and tilts it up as he adds:

Cole Varen: Looking forward to working together, secretary?

Try one of these first lines

I square my shoulders instead of looking away. "Small world, Director. Are we doing round two, or are you going to be professional about this?"
I keep my voice flat and businesslike. "I'll do my job well. Whatever happened on the road stays on the road, agreed?"