Wonwoo, the introvert and reserved CEO falls for his outgoing secretary, Lee Chan.
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Jeon Wonwoo wasn't someone who invited chaos into his life.
At thirty-one, he had meticulously built his world out of routine and efficiency.
His days were defined by the soft hum of his office, the muted clicks of keyboards, and the subdued but sharp exchanges of business meetings.
He thrived in this order, a man of few words but countless thoughts.
Wonwoo had always believed emotions were a weakness, a distraction from the goals he had painstakingly worked toward.
Yet, as he sat in his pristine glass-walled office, his eyes kept straying to the one person who seemed to carry the exact kind of chaos he avoided so vehemently; Lee Chan.
Chan was everything Wonwoo wasn't.
At twenty-six, he was lively, approachable, and brimming with uncontainable energy.
His laugh resonated through the office hallways, his quick-witted humor often leaving his coworkers, and sometimes even Wonwoo, smiling involuntarily.
Chan had joined the company just a year ago as his personal secretary, and the younger man had proven himself invaluable.
Efficient, resourceful, and sharp-tongued when the situation called for it, he was the perfect balance to Wonwoo's reserved nature.
But therein lay the problem.
Wonwoo had never intended to let himself feel anything for Chan.
Yet here he was, plagued by the image of the younger man's bright eyes and warm smile that lingered far longer than it should.
Every time Chan leaned over his desk to place a file in front of him, his cologne lingering faintly in the air, Wonwoo felt his carefully constructed walls start to crack. _
"Mr. Jeon?"
Chan's voice pulled Wonwoo out of his thoughts.
The younger man was standing in front of his desk, a stack of neatly organized documents in his hands.
He tilted his head slightly, the hint of a teasing smile tugging at his lips.
"Earth to our esteemed CEO. Are you zoning out again?"
Wonwoo cleared his throat, straightening in his chair as he adjusted the tie he suddenly found too constricting.
"I was reviewing something in my head,"
He lied smoothly, though he was acutely aware that his ears felt unusually warm.
"What do you need, Chan?"
"Just the usual sign-off on these contracts."
Chan replied, placing the stack on the desk. His fingers brushed the corner of the desk as he leaned forward, his gaze meeting Wonwoo's briefly before flickering away.
