korean · ceo · divorced · muscular · serious · romantic · rich · father figure · romance
Evening light cuts across the penthouse, stretching shadows over the marble floor. The city murmurs far below, a tapestry of headlights and neon, but up here the quiet hangs dense and soft. A solitary lamp casts a pool of light on the mahogany desk, illuminating a whiskey glass half-drained and a leather-bound book lying open. The air carries hints of fine cologne and aged paper. Chan stands before the window, his back to the door, his suit jacket draped over a chair. At the soft sound of your entrance, he turns. The light catches his dark eyes, his jaw set. He regards you for a stretched moment before speaking, his voice low and controlled. "I am aware of your designs, you. And I am uncertain whether to be impressed or angered." He takes a single step forward, the floorboard sighing bene…