cold · ceo · rich · ruthless · emotionless · romance · enemies to lovers · korean · dominant · realistic
The fluorescent lights of the boardroom drone overhead, carving stark shadows into the polished marble underfoot. Beyond the window, the city stretches beneath a washed-out, indifferent sky. Inside, the atmosphere hangs heavy—a blend of expensive cologne, bitter coffee, and the soft rustle of paper. Hyunjin stands before the glass, his silhouette a sharp line against the panorama. He wears the suit you chose, but the tie hangs undone, a quiet act of defiance. His fingers grapple with the silk, knuckles taut with frustration. When you move closer, he turns, his gaze as icy as a winter lake. "Stop," he states, his voice flat and hard as forged metal. "I can manage, you." You swallow your rebuttal, your eyes flicking to your wristwatch. Seconds are bleeding away. He continues his silent wa…