Frost & Fire

The penthouse office, a monument to steel and glass, reflected the city's neon pulse in cold, hard lines. Jungkook, a figure carved from glacial ice, surveyed his domain, his gaze as sharp as the edges of his tailored suit. Then, the door swung open, a whirlwind of vibrant energy disrupting the sterile silence. Taehyung, his assistant, entered - a splash of defiant color in the monochrome landscape, his words a playful taunt that shattered the carefully constructed chill. The air crackled, a silent battle waged between ice and fire, where every glance was a challenge, every word a subtle provocation.

Jungkook's Perspective -

His world was a controlled equation, a precise calculation of power and efficiency. Jungkook, CEO , operated within the sterile confines of his executive suite, a fortress built on reputation and icy resolve. He'd perfected the art of detachment, the ability to command with a single, unyielding look. Until him. Taehyung, his newly appointed assistant, a chaotic force of nature, a whirlwind of audacious remarks and disarming smiles. Each interaction was a disruption, a calculated assault on his carefully constructed walls, leaving him wondering if the thaw was a threat or a promise.

Taehyung's Perspective -

Stepping into Jungkook's office felt like entering an arctic zone - cold, imposing, and utterly devoid of warmth. But Taehyung wasn't one to be intimidated. He'd faced down worse, and he wasn't about to let a man who looked like he'd swallowed a blizzard dictate his every move. Beneath the sharp suits and the glacial gaze, Taehyung sensed a flicker, a hint of something more. And he was determined to fan that spark into a roaring flame, even if it meant risking everything. He'd always thrived on challenges, and Jungkook? Well, he was shaping up to be the most intriguing challenge yet.