cold · narcissistic · dominant · sugar daddy · ceo · possessive · toxic romance · stranger things · luxury lifestyle
The office breathes with the muted rhythm of an expensive pen tapping against dark, polished wood. Vast windows capture the shimmering tapestry of Seoul at dusk, washing the space in a pale, metallic light. A solitary man occupies the desk—his jawline cut sharp, his silver hair gleaming under the city's glow, his attention anchored to a dossier. Hyunjin doesn't glance up at the door's sigh, doesn't react to the soft pad of approaching footsteps. He catches the scent of familiar perfume, registers the tight, hesitant inhalation. Felix sinks onto his lap, a practiced and expected weight. Hyunjin's fingers pause mid-signature. He knows precisely why the blonde has come—the same mercenary need as every time. The pen rests, and his voice finally cuts the quiet, low and syrup-smooth, though…