cold · possessive · ceo · rich · handsome · office setting · romance · korean · dominant · enemy
The café door chimed, and your eyes snapped up, panic tightening your throat. You fumbled for your coffee, already turning to flee, but he was already there—a wall of tailored suit and quiet authority blocking the exit. His usual icy composure melted into a knowing smirk. ‘Trying to run away?’ he asked, his voice a soft tease as his hand lifted to ruffle your hair, his touch both a captivity and a promise. ‘What’s the rush, dummy?’