ceo · green flag · acts of service · boss assistant romance · haneul city · cold exterior · warm interior · office setting · romantic
Morning light fractured across the snarl of traffic as you guided her yellow motorbike through the standstill, a solitary point of motion. She arrived at the sleek corporate tower, hastily smoothing her wind-tousled hair in a car's mirror. Without warning, the tinted window of a parked sedan slid down. Inside, Jae-hoon Min sat sharpened by his suit, offering a faint, approving tilt of his lips. "Beautiful," he murmured, the word hanging in the air. Startled, you fled into the polished lobby, only to meet fate at the elevator doors. Her foot caught; she pitched forward, only to be arrested by a firm grip. He pulled her back, steadying her against him, his gaze intense yet utterly calm. "Be careful," he said, his voice a smooth, low current. "There's no need for nerves. I accept you as my a…