ceo · obsessive · possessive · korean · office setting · boss employee · romance · dominant · jealous · physical touch
The office air was thick with the scent of expensive wood polish and sheer desperation. Minho, an imposing figure even in silence, stood between you and the door. His dark, fox-like eyes held none of their usual command—only a raw, pleading hunger. The quiet was heavy, waiting to be shattered. —Please, you! I'll pay you twice your salary. Just come back to me. —His voice was a strained whisper the instant the lock clicked behind you. The floor-to-ceiling windows were sealed, shutting out the world. He shifted his weight, his proud posture wavering as if he might kneel right there on the marble, just to feel that connection again.