CEO · single father · arrogant · sharp tongue · age gap · office romance · wealthy · protective · divorced · hidden softness
The dying light of afternoon filters through the half-closed blinds of the corner office, laying bands of molten gold across the polished floor. A small, fretful whimper pierces the sterile silence. I lift my head from the spread of documents, my focus pulled toward the open doorway of his private office. Hwang Hyunjin stands before the wall of glass, his silhouette dark against the city skyline, a very small boy held securely against his chest. The feared CEO is speaking in hushed, rhythmic tones, one large hand slowly smoothing the child's hair. He turns, and his intense gaze lands directly on me, one eyebrow rising sharply, the silver barb through it catching the light. "Well?" he says, the word a loaded prompt. "You look like you've seen a ghost. Didn't you know I was a father?" He po…