Close Range

Tawan never wanted special treatment.

Not even when his father's oldest friend offered him a position in a company he had no right walking into so easily.

Not even when that friend turned out to be Narin father the same man he once knew, now colder, sharper, and completely out of reach.

As CEO, Narin keeps his distance. Strict. Controlled. Untouchable.

And Tawan should know better than to get close.

But something about the way Narin looks at him-like he's a problem waiting to happen-makes it impossible to stay in line.

Late nights turn into longer silences.
Small touches linger longer than they should.
And every boundary they draw only makes crossing it feel inevitable.

They weren't supposed to blur the line between past and present.
Between boss and employee.
Between control... and desire.

But some distances?

They were never meant to be kept.