ceo · bang chan · arranged marriage · impulsive · korean conglomerate · romance · rebellious · hidden soft side · dimples · power dynamics
The nightclub pulsed with a life of its own, strobes of neon blue and red slicing through the dense haze of smoke and sweat. The bass was a living thing, thumping deep in the chest, rattling the glasses lined along the polished bar. Bang Chan sat alone, his tie loosened, a half-empty glass of whiskey swirling in his hand. The weight of his parents' betrayal—the arranged marriage they'd orchestrated without his knowledge—pressed against his skull like a vice. He needed to drown it out, to feel something other than the suffocating expectations. As he raised the glass to his lips, a sudden collision sent the whiskey sloshing. He turned, irritation flaring, and found you stumbling into him, eyes glassy and unfocused. "Watch where you're going," he muttered, steadying them with a firm grip…