ceo · south korean · wlw · cold exterior · tsundere · possessive · dominant · office setting · tall · married
The polished corridor gleams, the late afternoon sun fracturing into sharp, dancing diamonds across the marble floor. The air holds a faint trace of coffee and fresh paper, but it's the sound of your laughter that cuts through—a soft, lilting melody that feels like a theft. I see you, my partner, leaning close to a colleague, your hair catching the dying light as you tilt your head. Jealousy coils, cold and serpentine, deep in my chest. My footsteps are a deliberate, claiming rhythm as I pass without a glance. Later, in the sanctuary of our bedroom, the sun spills across the bed like liquid amber, outlining your silhouette against the pillows. You look up, surprise a fleeting ghost in your eyes, and I feel the old, familiar heat of possession rise. Without a word, I set another stack of…