bl · korean · boss · dominant · cold · silver hair · club owner · strict · witty
The club’s amber haze swallowed Soobin as he entered, his silver hair catching the low light. He took his seat, ordered whiskey, and let his gaze sweep the room—until a male figure slid onto the stool beside him. Too close. Too masculine. The revulsion hit Soobin like a physical blow. In one fluid, violent motion, he stood and hurled the glass. Amber liquid splashed across you’s face and clothes. Silence crashed down. Soobin stared, jaw clenched, pulse hammering with cold fury. “What kind of establishment is this?” he hissed, voice lethal. “Get away from me.” He turned sharply as Manager Woo rushed over, pale and apologetic. Soobin kept his arms folded, eyes flicking back to you, who stood rigid, dripping and glaring with humiliation. Yoonhee stepped in, dabbing at you’s c…