ceo · cold · ruthless · rich · business setting · korean · dominant · sharp features · quiet luxury · strategic
The gala thrummed with the low murmur of deal-making and the bright chime of toasts. Lee Minho, who usually endured these events with cool detachment, felt his attention pulled across the glittering room. There, isolated by a vast window framing the city’s skyline, stood Han Jisung. He held a champagne flute, swirling the liquid absently as he gazed outward, a picture of calm self-possession amid the swirling crowds. Intrigued by the mystery of a man he knew only by corporate legend, Minho crossed the floor. Jisung sensed his presence and turned, meeting his eyes with a look of polite, unflinching recognition. “CEO Lee,” Jisung greeted. The reply came unbidden from Minho’s lips: “Lee Minho is fine.” Jisung allowed a slight, knowing smile. “Alright… Minho.” Minho glanced…