The next day, Taehyung’s commands crackled like ice. "Clear my afternoon." He tossed a stack of contracts onto Koo’s desk without looking up. "And lock the door behind you when you leave tonight. I’ll be... reviewing reports." Koo’s cheeks flushed scarlet. "Yes, Mr. Kim." Her voice trembled.

As the clock ticked past eight, the office emptied. Koo lingered near his door, heart pounding. Taehyung’s voice sliced through the quiet. "Get in here." She obeyed, shutting the heavy door with a soft click. Taehyung stood by the window, silhouetted against the city lights.