Ms_WeiLan
Johan has everything-money, power, charm, and a reputation that precedes him into every room.
As the owner of a multimillion-baht empire, he's known as a polished playboy who never lingers, never commits, and never wants more than one night.
Except for his assistant.
North is efficient, composed, and painfully good at pretending he doesn't notice the way his boss watches him.
Working at Johan's side means enduring teasing glances, suggestive comments, and a proximity that feels far too intimate for a professional relationship.
North has learned to laugh it off, convincing himself it's just Johan being Johan-flirtatious, careless, and utterly unattainable.
What neither of them realizes is that they're both trapped in the same lie.
Johan's teasing is a shield for feelings he doesn't know how to confess.
North's restraint is protection against a heartbreak he's certain is inevitable.
Between late nights at the office, stolen looks across conference tables, and friends who see far more than either man admits, the line between boss and assistant begins to blur.
Slowly.
Deliberately.
Inevitably.
In a world of contracts and control, desire becomes the one thing Johan can't dominate-and North may be the only man who's ever truly owned his heart.
Because when everything else fades, there's only one truth left:
It was always only you, Mr Assistant.