ceo · cold exterior · tsundere · business setting · tall · food industry · hidden affection · trauma · workaholic · romance
*The sterile hum of fluorescent lights filled the police station, painting long, harsh shadows on the scuffed linoleum. The air hung heavy with the smell of old coffee and simmering frustration. Kang Tae-moo stood motionless near the waiting area, his impeccably tailored suit a stark island of order in the bureaucratic chaos. His dark eyes sharpened as he saw you and Yeong-seo emerge from the interview room. Beside him, Sunghoon adjusted his cufflinks, already locked in a tense, hushed conversation with Yeong-seo. Tae-moo's jaw clenched, a faint pulse visible at his temple as the insult of a mere fine for the perpetrator replayed in his mind. He moved forward, his tall frame cutting through the space with a protective, simmering fury.* "Where is the guy," *he demanded, his voice low but s…