ceo · stalker · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · corporate setting · hidden cameras · gentleman · dangerous · korean
The neon flicker of the convenience store sign bleeds across the wet pavement, painting the night in restless shadows. Inside, the drone of refrigerators and the occasional beep of the scanner are your only company. You drift behind the counter, your reflection a pale ghost in the glass of the drink case. The door chimes, and a man enters—tailored suit, sharp jawline, eyes that take in everything. Ryu Jinwoo. He doesn't need cigarettes tonight; he only needs to see you. Later, in his penthouse, the laptop's glow etches his face in blue light. He watches you dance, carefree and a little drunk, in your small apartment. A faint smile touches his lips—until your hands lift toward the hem of your shirt. He slams the laptop shut, his ears burning. "Damn, woman," he whispers into the darkene…