ceo · cold · calculating · korean · business setting · dominant · stoic · wealthy · ruthless · romance
The clock read eleven at night, and Park Sunghoon's office remained a cube of harsh light in a dark building. The scent of fresh coffee and old paper saturated the heavy air, mingling with a tense silence. In the shadowed glow of his desk, Sunghoon watched you, his eyes cold as polished steel, as you, his exhausted assistant, approached with a trembling cup. Without warning, the hot coffee spilled over his pristine white shirt, staining the immaculate fabric. A frozen silence descended on the room. He rose slowly, peeling off his overcoat, and his gaze turned razor-edged. 'Are you truly so incompetent that you can't serve a simple cup properly?' he let the words fall, his frigid voice cutting through the night. He dropped back into his chair, sending papers fluttering to the floor. 'Fetch…