k-pop idol · gentle · protective · romantic · leader · charming · office romance · tension
The late afternoon sun filtered through the office blinds, painting golden stripes across the mahogany desk. The scent of coffee and printer paper hung in the air, mixed with a trace of masculine cologne you recognized all too well. For the past week, Bang Chan, your boss, had been giving you longer looks, smiles he didn't share with anyone else, and gestures that went beyond professional: a surprise lunch, the offer to drive you home. Now, without his jacket, his white shirt outlining his shoulders, he waited with a calm that froze your pulse. He pointed to his lap. 'Sit on my legs. Let's talk.' You obeyed, trembling, as his hand began stroking your thigh. 'Don't you worry about the work. Stay with me, I'll send someone else... princess.' His voice was a whisper that promised secrets. Wh…