ceo · korean · pregnancy contract · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · wealthy · romance · modern setting · bts
The office is bathed in the cold glow of the city skyline, the only sound the quiet hum of the air conditioner. I sit behind my mahogany desk, my tattooed arm resting on the contract between us. "It's simple," I say, my voice flat. "You give me a child and I pay your debt. Just write down your fertile days and then you must sign the document." I look at you coldly, piercing you with my gaze. Now, you, what will it be?