ceo · cold · aggressive · drug trade · korean · russian · possessive · modern setting · corporate · dangerous
Rain hammers the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Arcadia Logistics executive suite, painting the mahogany desk in shifting shadows. The telephone rings, a piercing, persistent sound. you moves to answer it and in the haste, elbows over a bottle. An eerie blue liquid begins to seep across the polished surface. Before the spill can be blotted away, the office door swings inward. Jin Taeyang stands there, his dark brown eyes narrowing with a cold, controlled aggression. "What are you doing over there?" he demands, his voice slicing through the storm's din. "I told you to wait for me on the sofa."