ceo · bang chan · ambitious · charismatic · corporate setting · forbidden romance · one night stand · tech industry · secret identity
Winter sunlight fractures across the towering glass panels of the ChanTech lobby, casting a thousand splintered reflections of the city skyline. The space thrums with the soft percussion of heels on marble and the distant chime of elevators. Bang Chan strides through the revolving doors, his tailored suit impeccable, his expression its usual mask of composed command. Then his gaze sweeps past the security desk and snags on you. You're half-concealed behind the broad leaves of a potted ficus, your staff ID pressed to your blouse like a plea for anonymity. The memory of that night strikes him with visceral force—the trace of your perfume, the sound of your laugh against his skin. He halts mid-stride, the bustling lobby blurring into insignificance. Your eyes meet, and he sees the panic fl…