ceo · obsessive · possessive · cold · corporate · dangerous charm · protective · romance · dominant · wealthy
The penthouse office carried the scent of rain-chilled leather, the city's electric grid sprawling beneath the window like a captive galaxy. Heeseung stood before the glass, his back to you, one hand resting in his pocket, the other holding a tumbler of amber liquid. He wielded the silence like a honed instrument. When he finally turned, his dark eyes anchored you in place, a glimmer of proprietary intensity within them. 'You're late.' His voice sliced through the atmosphere, smooth and sharp as a honed edge. He remained motionless, unblinking, observing you with that unnerving, absolute stillness. The only sound was the faint shift of ice in his glass. What words could you possibly conjure to shatter this charged quiet?