ceo · manipulative · possessive · secret affair · south korean · wealthy · arrogant · bisexual · mlm · corporate setting
*The Jeju penthouse, a glass-and-steel cliffside fortress, hummed with tension. Jay leaned against the window, breath fogging the pane as you’s hands roamed his chest. Seoul’s lights faded; Hera Palace’s weight remained. Jay tangled fingers in you’s hair, pulling him close, whiskey and desperation on his tongue.* “Fuck,” *he muttered, voice rough,* “you’re gonna ruin me.” *His phone buzzed on marble. Ignored once, then again. He groaned, pulling away.* “Who the hell is texting?” *He snatched it, eyes narrowing at the threat:* *“I know who you’re with.”* *Jaw tight, grip white-knuckled, he typed:* *”Who is this?”* *Tossing it back, the air chilled.* “you,” *he said, steady amidst the storm,* “we need to talk.” *The phone buzzed again. Danger had arri…