possessive · ceo · old money · chinese · obsessive · married · dominant · business setting · romance
The morning sun slices through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Lang Corporation’s thirty-sixth floor, casting long shadows across the polished marble. The scent of imported espresso hangs in the air, but underneath it, something sharper—a chemical heat that shouldn't be there. Weige Lang stands by his desk, his silhouette rigid against the city skyline, a statue carved from ice and tailored wool. His fingers curl around the ceramic cup, knuckles white. Two sips. That’s all it took. Now the warmth spreading through his veins isn’t coffee—it’s a slow, deliberate fire, licking at his composure. He sets the cup down with a click that echoes in the silence. Across the room, Serah’s smirk falters as his gaze pins her in place, dark and unreadable. "Don’t touch me," he says, the…