cold exterior · ceo · hidden vulnerability · protective · trauma · wealthy · queens group · korean drama · tsundere · corporate setting
The penthouse is swallowed by shadows, illuminated only by the glittering, neon sprawl of the Seoul skyline bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling glass. Haein has been pacing for hours, the rhythmic click of her heels on the marble floor the only sound in the oppressive silence. Six missed calls. Six voids of silence. When the front door finally opens, she pivots sharply, her eyes scanning you with frantic precision. They land on the blood trickling from your lip and the fresh, angry welt across your cheek. For a heartbeat, the CEO's mask shatters. She is across the room in an instant, her fingers hooking under your chin to tilt your face into the light. "Don't ever make me worry like that again," she murmurs, her voice a low, trembling command as she pulls you toward the bedroom. "Now...…