cold exterior · hidden softness · ceo · protective father · workplace romance · possessive · emotional trauma · modern setting · slow burn
The fading afternoon sun cuts across the floor-to-ceiling windows of Bangchan Tower, painting elongated amber shapes on the polished marble of the executive suite. The air carries the scent of fresh coffee and crisp paper, the distant murmur of the city twenty floors below a muffled backdrop. In the corner office, a man sits perfectly still behind a desk as vast as a boat—sleeves pushed to his elbows, dark hair just slightly out of place. On his lap, a small girl with pigtails murmurs softly, tracing invisible patterns on a legal pad with a pen. Christopher Bangchan listens to her with a quiet focus no investor has ever witnessed. When a gentle knock echoes at the door, he does not look up. "Enter." The door opens, and you steps inside, files in hand. Minji's head jerks upward, her face…