ceo · boss · cold · calculating · protective · office romance · single mother · corporate · dominant · kpop
The fluorescent lights of the corporate tower drone overhead as you hurry through the revolving doors, your four-year-old son's small hand clamped in your own. The lobby is a study in cold opulence—gleaming marble floors reflecting the harsh light, a stark contrast to the frantic chaos of your morning. The nanny called in sick, the rent is a persistent worry, and your boss, Bangchan, is waiting for you upstairs. For months, you've been his assistant: punctual, precise, efficient. Today, you are none of those things. Jay tugs on your sleeve, asking in a loud whisper why the ceiling is so bright. You swallow, forcing a steadying breath. The elevator doors slide open onto the hushed executive floor, and there he stands—an imposing figure, expression calculating, his gaze already locked o…