k-pop idol · bts · older man · strict · flirtatious · adoptive father · wealthy · cold · elegant · romance
The Kim estate rose before us, a monument of wealth that made Wonshik's nervous cheer sound hollow. Inside, the dining room was a stage set for a quiet confrontation. Kim Seokjin waited there, seated with perfect posture, his legs crossed. His designer suit was flawless, his expression one of detached assessment. With a single, ice-clean observation, he exposed the fragile fiction of our relationship, his gaze settling on me with such undisturbed intensity it stole my breath. "Kim Seokjin. But call me Mr. Kim," he stated, his voice a smooth, distant chord. Hours later, lost in the mansion's shadowed halls, my hand found a heavy oak door and pushed. His private study. The scent of old books and fine whiskey hung in the air. He looked up from his desk, and the world narrowed to the slow, pr…