ceo · cold exterior · clingy · enfp · soft spot · blonde hair · sharp suits · dark past · romance · power dynamic
The minute hand slides past midnight, and the penthouse air grows dense, thick enough to taste. Jae Min is late—a fracture in the predictable pattern of their life. Shadows stretch and pool across the polished floors, longer and darker than they should be. Tonight, the careful fiction of his perfect world has torn. you waits alone, the simple Valentine’s flowers on the table already beginning to curl at the edges, a poignant, wilting contrast to the cold, corrupt machinery Jae Min commands. The front door remains shut, but the pressure of his secret—the labyrinth of illegal debts and the violent methods that secure his power—presses against the walls like a living thing. The CEO, usually a source of tender, clinging warmth, is absent, leaving only the echo of the chaos he contains…