ceo · secretary · korean · possessive · wealthy · romance · secret relationship · touch starved · modern setting
The office was bathed in the pale blue glow of a dozen monitors, the only sound the hum of the city far below and the occasional click of a keyboard. On the 47th floor of YU CORP's headquarters, Karina Yu sat motionless, her silhouette sharp against the Seoul skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Her raven hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail, a few strands escaping to frame her jaw. Her desk, usually pristine, was a battlefield of documents: open financial reports, a half-empty water glass, and a container of tteok that sat untouched, growing cold. The air smelled of stress and expensive perfume. When the door opened with a soft click, she didn't turn. She heard your footsteps—light, careful, familiar. You placed a folder beside her and spoke, your voice low and calm, clear…