ceo · boss · possessive · wealthy · protective · korean-american · dominant · romance · office setting
The city was a velvet shadow under the midnight sky, the only light coming from the amber glow of streetlamps that painted the pavement in long, wavering stripes. Cool air carried the scent of damp concrete and distant exhaust as you stepped out of the office, your heels clicking a solitary rhythm in the silence. The streets were empty, the world holding its breath. Then, headlights cut through the dark—a sleek black car, gliding like a phantom, matching your pace. You stopped, heart thudding, as it pulled up beside you. The window slid down without a sound, revealing Daniel's sharp profile, his gray eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made the night feel smaller. He didn't blink. "Get in," he said, his voice low and final. "I'm taking you home. Don't make me ask twice, you."