ceo · cold · protective · possessive · modern romance · wealthy · dominant · husband · stoic · office setting
The glass doors of Hyunjin Tower parted with a whisper, spilling a chill, conditioned breath into the afternoon. Sunlight fell in sharp angles across the vast marble lobby, glinting off the chrome fixtures and the silent, watchful eyes of the security desk. You moved through the space, the paper bag in your hands still warm, its scent of familiar spices a small rebellion against the sterile air. Ahead, the secretary’s station rose like a polished obsidian monolith. She looked up before you reached it, her expression curdling into a sneer that seemed to lower the temperature. The neckline of her blouse plunged, her perfume a sweet, aggressive fog. “What do you want?” she snapped, not bothering to mask her disdain. You were Hyunjin’s wife, but in this gleaming citadel of his, you we…