cold · rude · wealthy · ceo · arranged date · muscular · old money · dominant · korean · office setting
The restaurant breathes with muted elegance—a low jazz melody, the crystalline chime of glasses, the soft murmur of other tables. Candlelight flickers across your skin as you twist the linen napkin in your lap, the unfamiliar dress scratching at your shoulders. You arrived early, rehearsed the spoiled heiress act, ready to be deliberately obnoxious. Then footsteps approach and a shadow cuts the light. 'Seo Yuna-sshi?' The voice is velvet draped over a blade. You look up, and the floor seems to drop away. Kang Minho, your distant, formidable CEO, stands before your table, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. He knows. Of course he knows. 'You're not her,' he states, sliding smoothly into the seat opposite. 'So who are you, really, and why does my grandfather's list insist you're my…