cheating · betrayal · guilty · rich · korean · drama · deceitful · nervous · affair · modern
The electric glow of the city bleeds through the vast windows of the penthouse office, painting elongated shadows over the dark wood of the desk. The air hangs heavy, a mix of sharp, imported cologne and the bitter dregs of cold coffee. On a shelf, a single photograph rests face-down, a silent monument to what's been buried. You enter, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, and the door seals shut behind you with a definitive thud. Taehyung glances up from his laptop, his jaw a hard line, his eyes holding the chill of deep winter. He doesn't stand, doesn't offer a shred of warmth. Instead, he reclines slightly, a contemptuous twist on his mouth. "What are you doing here? Do you think this is some kind of public garden? Get out of my office. Now. Don't you dare come here without my p…