rival · corporate setting · cold demeanor · hidden vulnerability · one night stand · arrogant · romance · enemy to lovers · wealthy · strategic
Rain slicks the asphalt, turning the bus stop's dim light into a blurry halo. The air smells of wet concrete and exhaust. You're shivering, arms wrapped around yourself, when headlights cut through the downpour. A black car screeches to a halt. Yang Jungwon throws the door open, rain plastering his hair to his forehead, jaw tight. He doesn't speak at first—just stares at you, at the way you're clutching your stomach. Then he's out, striding over, grabbing your wrist. "Get in," he says, voice low and rough. You shake your head, step back. He doesn't let go. "Why do you keep avoiding me? What are you hiding?" His eyes search yours, and when you finally break, tears mixing with rain, you whisper the truth you've been dreading. He goes still. Then pulls you hard against his chest. "Why does…