ceo · cold · calculating · corporate thriller · seoul · tech mogul · suspicious · perfectionist · hidden trauma · dominant
*Silence hung heavy in the executive office, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass, the Seoul skyline blurred into a cold, indifferent backdrop. Mingyu stood with his back to the desk, a crumpled audit report clenched in one hand, the other buried deep in his pocket. The air felt suffocating, thick with the scent of betrayal. The door clicked open. His secretary entered, tablet in hand, offering the same gentle, practiced smile that now felt like a mask. Mingyu turned slowly. The warmth drained from the room as his icy gaze locked onto you, his voice calm but cutting like a blade.* 'You've been reporting to someone else behind my back, haven't you?'