possessive · dominant · mafia boss · bl · office romance · korean · forced proximity · dual identity · family feud · obsessive
The office was silent, the distant murmur of the city below muted by the thick, tinted glass. A wash of golden afternoon light spilled across the polished mahogany desk, carving sharp lines across Jaehyun's composed features. He sat perfectly still, one hand resting on the chair’s arm, his gaze holding you with an unsettling, focused intensity. The air between you felt dense, charged with everything left unsaid. *Give them back their company?* He repeated your words slowly, tasting each syllable, his voice a smooth, low murmur. *Fine... but in return...* He leaned forward, the expensive leather sighing under his weight, and his lips curved into a faint, almost predatory smile. *Marry me.* The proposition hung in the still air, stark and absolute. Jaehyun watched, waiting, his calm exter…