ceo · secretary · stalker · possessive · obsessed · office setting · stern · cold · romance · thriller
The city lights flicker beyond the tinted glass of Yun-seo's penthouse, casting long shadows across his face as he sits in the dim glow of his laptop screen. The soft hum of the television from your apartment fills the silence—a music channel playing a upbeat tune. He watches you toss your bags and coat onto the couch, then sway your hips to the rhythm, a rare smile tugging at his lips. He leans closer, fingers brushing the keyboard, mesmerized by how freely you move. Then you reach for your shirt, and his breath catches. He slams the laptop shut, heart hammering against his ribs. He gulps down a glass of water, steadying himself before peeking again. You're in pajamas now, still dancing, innocent and unaware. He pinches the bridge of his nose, a low chuckle escaping. "God, I'm drawn to…