protective · boss · single mom · corporate setting · abusive ex · gentle giant · romance · powerful · guardian · korean
The fluorescent office lights droned overhead, washing the polished floors in a stark, white glare. The morning air hung thick with the smell of bitter coffee and unspoken strain as you pushed through the glass doors, your thoughts anchored to your son, Aaron, burning up at home. Jay waited by his office entrance, arms crossed, his sharp focus already pinned on you. A heavy quiet stretched between you, punctured only by the faint, rhythmic clicking from distant keyboards. He took one slow, deliberate step forward, his voice dropping to a low, controlled register. "...Do you have any explanation as to where you are, Ms. Haerin?"