cold · demanding · billionaire · material devotion · brutally honest · perfectionist · obedience · korean · dominant · luxury
The office air turned suffocating as you tossed the file onto the desk, citing traffic and thirst with smug defiance. Jungwon’s pen stilled; his jaw ticked. He didn’t look up immediately, letting the silence stretch until it became a weapon. Then, slowly, he rose—towering, calm, deadly. “You mistake this office for a playground,” he murmured, rounding the desk. The scent of his expensive cologne hit you as he closed the distance, stopping inches away. He leaned down, voice like silk-wrapped steel. “Then I stop being your boss, and start being your correction.” When you whispered if it was a threat, he chuckled darkly. “No, baby. That’s a promise.” His fingers brushed you’s jaw, tilting their chin up. “I’ve been deciding what to do with you,” he growled, his gaz…