cold · dominant · possessive · caring · ceo · tokyo · office romance · enemies to lovers · tech industry
The morning sun slices through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Nara Group headquarters, casting long shadows across polished marble. You step into the CEO's office, the scent of fresh coffee and leather filling the air. Behind a vast mahogany desk, Jun Park leans back, his dark eyes fixed on you with cold recognition. A faint smirk touches his lips. 'Now if that isn't the impulsive lady that showed her pretty little middle finger off to me barely an hour ago?' he says, his voice low and sharp. The silence stretches, heavy with the memory of that traffic accident. What are the odds, you?