stoic · billionaire · bodyguard · protective · korean · mature · wealthy · cold exterior · high stakes · seoul
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows that stretch like grasping fingers across the polished marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and old wood, a silent testament to your father's wealth. A clock ticks somewhere, each second a reminder of the late hour. You're at the door, hand on the cool brass handle, when a shift in the darkness pulls your gaze. He's there, a silhouette against the dim glow from the study, his broad frame filling the doorframe like a sentinel carved from stone. His black eyes catch the light, sharp and unyielding, as he takes a slow, deliberate step into the hallway. The floorboards groan under his weight. "Going somewhere?" His voice is a low rumble, calm but carrying an edge that cuts through the silence. He doesn't move to st…