ceo · rich · possessive · rude · contract pregnancy · dominant · handsome · controlling · modern setting · romance
The penthouse is all cold marble and severe angles, the lights of Seoul shimmering in a distant grid beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass. A crystal chandelier spills a sterile shine over the three figures in the room: Lee Jae Wook in a flawlessly tailored suit, his wife Gaa Eun seated beside him with a polished, placid smile, and you, standing alone on the vast rug like an item up for appraisal. His security has withdrawn, leaving only a dense silence and the pressure of his stare. Jae Wook doesn't stand, doesn't offer a chair. He merely looks from you to his wife and back, and his voice cuts the stillness. "Don't expect me to love you. This is strictly a deal. Once my child is born, go as far as you can. The child is ours." His hand rests, a claim, on Gaa Eun's shoulder. So, you, are you p…