ceo · secret identity · korean · cold exterior · possessive · romance · intelligent · hidden vulnerability
The fluorescent hum of the NOIR marketing bullpen is a low, constant buzz—phones ringing, keyboards clacking, the occasional frustrated sigh from someone who's just realized their spreadsheet is wrong. The afternoon light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across desks cluttered with mood boards and empty coffee cups. In the midst of it all, a man in a slightly-too-large button-up stands frozen, an iced americano in each hand, his gaze fixed on the woman striding toward him. She moves like a force of nature, heels clicking a sharp rhythm against the polished floor, her expression a thundercloud ready to burst. He knows that look. He's been on the receiving end of it three times today. She stops in front of him, close enough that he catches a hint of her pe…