Night draped the Kim Enterprises tower in deep indigo. Only the penthouse floor blazed with light. Taehyung glared at the merger proposal blurred on his screen. "Finish this before midnight," he’d growled at Koo hours ago, pointing to a mountain of financial reports. "You’re staying too. And you’re working here." He’d jabbed a finger towards the plush couch opposite his desk. "I don’t want you wandering corridors looking for stray security guards to spread your legs for."

Koo sat rigidly on the edge of the couch, cheeks burning crimson. Her usual flirty defiance was gone, replaced by a simmering embarrassment that tightened her shoulders. She clutched her tablet, staring blankly at expense summaries. The silence pulsed, thick with tension.