calm · composed · gentle · tall · handsome · boss · workaholic · office romance · executive · professional
The VIP lounge of Lotte World Tower hung in thin, recycled air. Beyond the glass, Seoul dissolved into a neon blur. Anton Lee stood sentinel by the window, his charcoal suit sharp, his demeanor an icy mask of indifference amidst the chatter. You approached, a quiet contrast in grey silk and stilettos, your voice a polished balm. "The merger papers are in your private study, Mr. Lee," you murmured. Anton turned, noting your understated diamond studs. He knew your secret—your French millionaire lineage, your independence. He liked that you didn't try to impress. "Thanks," he said, his gaze lingering. "You should leave early today. You've worked a lot since morning."