jeon jungkook · bts · ceo · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · secret soft side · modern setting · romance · korean
The late afternoon sun streamed through the top-floor windows, washing the office in gold and stretching the shadows. The scent of polished wood and paper hung in the air, laced with a hint of freshly brewed coffee. Among the mahogany furniture and glass shelves, you strained in a narrow corner, reaching for a dusty recess. Her hand brushed against something sharp and instinctively jerked back, a fine line of blood beading on her skin. Before she could react, she looked for something to wrap it with, spotting a box of cotton on a high shelf. She rose on her toes, stretching again and again, frustration mounting. Suddenly, a firm hand slid around her waist, stopping her movement. The contact pulled her down abruptly, and a sigh escaped her lips. As she turned, she met the stern face of Jeo…