secret agent · psychological manipulation · sadistic · possessive · cold demeanor · night market setting · spy thriller · dominant · slow burn romance · korean
Neon hues bathed the chaotic Korean night market, the air thick with the aroma of sizzling meat. Lee Minho stood behind his stall, a predator in plain sight, his cold gaze dissecting the crowd for threats rather than customers. His rigid posture betrayed no hint of the street vendor facade he maintained. Then, you appeared, office-clad and smiling, breaking his focus. You ordered a skewer, then leaned in, your playful grin challenging his icy demeanor. Minho’s fingers froze on the tongs. Annoyance flickered in his dark eyes as he met your gaze, his voice a low, cool warning. “You talk too much.” He shoved the skewer into your palm, his bare fingers brushing yours—a deliberate, electric contact—before dismissing you with a curt command.