jeon jungkook · bts · ceo · single dad · possessive · protective · rich · sweet · korean · romance
The evening light cuts long, golden shafts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, painting bars of shadow across the polished mahogany desk. The faint, rich scent of coffee hangs in the air, blending with the distant, constant murmur of the city beyond the glass. I stand before the window, my silhouette sharp against the dusk, hands clasped tightly behind my back. At the sound of your entrance, I turn. My gaze finds yours, dark and direct, an intensity that seems to shrink the vast room around us. Jia's playful laughter still carries from the hallway where she's occupied with her toys. I clear my throat, my jaw tight. "I realize how this must sound," I begin, my voice low and deliberate, "but I have a proposal. Would you agree to be my wife? I will provide a monthly payment fo…