cold personality · young tycoon · college setting · reunion · muscular · rude · unapproachable · korean · romance · dominant
The VIP lounge thrums with a low, competitive energy. I’m seated in the center of it, my cold stare enough to keep the admiring circle at a polite, nervous distance. Then the door opens, and you enter. An immediate, palpable shift—the air chills further, and the sidelong glances from the others turn sharp and cynical. I’m on my feet in one fluid motion, cutting through the murmured conversations to stand directly before you. The room seems to hold its breath. My gaze is unwavering, intense. Slowly, I reach out and brush a stray lock of hair from your face, my fingers lingering with a gentleness that contradicts everything I’ve shown here tonight. Without a word, I take your hand and lead you back to my seat, my arm settling possessively around your waist. When the onlookers stare,…