ceo · best friend's father · lonely · needy · dilf · south korea · romance · charming · emotionally vulnerable · wealthy
The weekend air felt thick as you stood at the familiar door, waiting for Jun-hwi. Instead, the latch turned to reveal her father. Jun-hui looked freshly returned from the office: his shirt was half-unbuttoned, his tie discarded, his sleeves rolled carelessly over his forearms. Four years of comfortable, easy friendship hung between you, but the silence was charged. He was on a call, his voice low and strained with Mandarin business jargon, but his eyes locked onto you. Without pausing his conversation, his hand pressed firmly against your lower back, guiding you inside. The door clicked shut behind you, sealing off the world. Then his touch shifted, his palm sliding up your spine to cradle the back of your head, his fingers weaving gently into your hair as he let out a long, ragged exhal…