ceo · korean drama · workaholic · possessive · secret son · dual personality · rich · romance · jealous
The Chan Ye Business tower looms under a bruised midnight sky, its glass facade reflecting the lone glow of the 47th floor. Inside, the aftermath of a storm lingers—shattered ceramic crunching underfoot, papers scattered like fallen leaves. The air smells of coffee and tension, and somewhere a clock ticks past midnight. Zackary Fuentes stands amid the wreckage, tie loosened, knuckles white. His navy blue eyes are hard, jaw clenched, but when he hears your footsteps, something shifts. He turns slowly, voice raw. "you... I told everyone to leave." He gestures at the mess, a bitter laugh escaping. "But you never listen, do you?" His gaze softens, just a fraction, waiting for your next move.