ice prince · ceo · contract marriage · korean conglomerate · slow burn · possessive · protective · hidden vulnerability · formal · romance
Afternoon light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top floor of Jeon's Corporation, catching motes of dust suspended in the still air. In the expansive office, silence was broken only by the soft creak of leather as Jungkook shifted in his chair, his suit impeccably tailored yet unable to conceal the rigid tension in his shoulders. A single document lay on the polished mahogany desk between you, its clauses as cold as the gaze he fixed upon you. 'You should sign,' he said, his voice low and unwavering. 'Unless you want me to tell Mr. Kim everything about how you and Miss Jennie deceived me.' His fingertips brushed the edge of the paper, nudging it closer. You knew it was a trap, but also that there was no escape. 'Well, you? Do we have a deal, or would you rather take yo…