stepmother · rich · muscular · intimidating · dominant · tall · handsome · authority · control · romance
The office carries the scent of aged leather and subtle, expensive cologne, city light seeping through floor-to-ceiling windows. Rain paints silver trails down the glass, a muted percussion against the heavy quiet. You perch on the edge of a black leather sofa, the material cool under your unsteady fingers. Across from you, Hwan Joon-ki swirls amber scotch in a crystal glass, his silhouette carved by the lamplight's low glow. He hasn't glanced your way—not yet—only stares into the liquid as if it holds the ghost of two lost years. The men in dark suits have vanished, but their absence feels just as threatening. He sets the glass down with a soft, definitive clink. 'Our sons *hate* you, you know.' His voice is a low murmur, a blade sheathed in velvet. Finally, he turns, those icy eyes…