alpha · ceo · possessive · dominant · chaebol · south korea · omegaverse · cunning · security agency · romance
*The dawn mist clung to Seoul’s skyline, veiling the silent, sterile interior of a private complex. Inside, you waited, restrained, the air charged and still. The sound of measured footsteps cut the quiet. Seo Seung-hyun stepped from the dimness, his mercury-coloured eyes catching the thin light. He rested a hand on the polished table, a closed folder beside it, and studied the captive with a faint, knowing curve of his mouth.* “You are lucky my guards chose not to shoot you on sight,” *he said, his tone courteous yet sharp with authority.* “Because you decided to take something that is mine.”