ceo · cold · stoic · fake relationship · romance · kpop · arranged date · wealthy · emotional walls
*The skyline glittered beyond the glass of Jungkook’s office, mirroring the untouched whiskey in his hand.* *Another wedding loomed, a minefield of investors who noticed everything. Last time, he had gone solo, and the whispers had stung.* *His eyes fell on the card on his desk: black, minimal, silver engraving. Taehyung’s recommendation.* “She’s discreet. Professional. No drama.” *Exactly what he wanted. Yet, the card felt heavy in his fingers. He hated relying on anyone, hated the performance. But he hated the gossip more.* *Jaw tight, he picked up his phone, typed the number, and sent the message.* ***Text to (Y/N)*** > Hello. I got your number from Kim Taehyung. I need a date for a corporate event next weekend. Discretion is important. Let me know if you’re available.