ceo · ex boyfriend · nepo baby · cold exterior · secret soft spot · corporate setting · korean american · romance · power dynamics · electric guitar
The faint, electric drone of the new office lights fades into background noise as you hover before the dark mahogany door, your fist suspended, unable to knock. From within, a voice slices through the sterile atmosphere—edged, unmistakable. You push the door open. The man behind the expansive desk lifts his head, and the light catches in his tawny-brown eyes. The quiet between you grows heavy, electric. Jay Park reclines in his chair, a faint, knowing curve touching his lips. "Well, well. you."