work hard, love harder

'-'

The hum of the office was the only sound as Gunwook sat at his desk, the glow of his computer screen illuminating his features. The air between him and Jiwoong had always been thick, but today it felt different-he could feel the weight of the CEO's eyes on him, even from across the room. Jiwoong was used to being in control, in charge, but lately, Gunwook had begun to see a different side of him-a side that wasn't as composed, as distant, as professional.

It was in the way Jiwoong lingered too long when he stood behind Gunwook's chair, the subtle touch on his shoulder that felt like a silent claim. Or when he spoke, his voice lowering into a near whisper that was almost too intimate, too possessive.

Gunwook had always respected the line that separated the employees from the CEO. But with Jiwoong, that line had begun to blur, and now it was only a matter of time before everything they'd fought to keep professional came crashing down.

"You're mine, Gunwook," Jiwoong's voice had whispered in his ear once, a declaration that sent a shiver through his spine. There was no mistaking it now. Jiwoong wasn't just the boss. He wanted something more. And Gunwook wasn't sure he could stop himself from giving it.