LOGINEveryone in the company knows one thing about Ethan Jang. Our CEO has no heart. Cold. Emotionless. Brutal enough to fire someone before they finish “Good morning.” So imagine my shock when I walk into his office at 2 a.m. and catch the “Ice King of Seoul” ugly-crying over a K-drama, clutching a tissue and whispering, “Don’t die, Eun-bi… please…” I should’ve backed out slowly. Instead, he saw me. Now Ethan Jang billionaire, perfectionist, professional soul-crusher — is doing everything to shut me up: bribing me with bonuses, threatening to transfer me to Antarctica, and begging me (yes, begging) to keep his midnight K-drama breakdowns a secret. But hiding it becomes impossible when: • He accidentally quotes K-drama love lines during meetings. • He drags me into a fake-dating scandal to protect his image. • He insists on “rehearsing” romantic confession scenes with me… too close, too intensely. • And worst of all, his cold façade starts cracking — and I’m starting to like what I see underneath. He’s all logic and walls. I’m chaos, emotions, and bad decisions. We were never meant to mix… yet somehow we’re falling into the messiest, funniest, and most unexpected romance of our lives. Because the scariest man in the company isn’t heartless after all he’s just been waiting for someone to rewrite his script.
View More~ Ethan ~“Lock the building. Every floor.”My voice cuts through the chaos before anyone else can speak.Ms. Kim is already moving, heels sharp against the marble as she barks into her headset. Security responds instantly. Elevators freeze. Emergency protocols hum to life. Somewhere below us, alarms chirp softly, restrained, controlled.Too controlled for what just happened.Hailey is shaking in my arms.Not sobbing. Not screaming. Just… silent. The kind of silence that terrifies me more than tears ever could.“She was right here,” Hailey whispers, her fingers gripping my shirt like she’s afraid I’ll disappear too. “She was standing right there.”“I know,” I say, keeping my voice steady even as my pulse tries to tear through my ribs. “I’ve got you.”I don’t let go.Not even when Seojun steps closer, eyes sharp, scanning the darkened hallway. Not when Ms. Kim returns, face tight, professional mask cracking just enough to show fear underneath.“They used the service corridor,” Ms. Kim
~ Hailey ~“Hailey…?”Her voice wraps around my name like a ribbon soaked in wrongness — soft, polite, familiar, but stretched into something… eerie.Ethan shifts his stance in front of me, his back a shield of tension, muscles coiled tight beneath his shirt. He doesn’t breathe. I don’t either.The door opens wider.And there she is.Sora Choi.Or… someone wearing Sora’s face.Her smile is small, harmless, the same one she uses when she offers to share her tangerines.But her eyesHer eyes are wrong.Too bright.Too still.Like she’s forcing them to stay human.She steps into the room as calmly as if she’s walked in a thousand times.“Why didn’t you answer my messages?” she asks, tilting her head. “I was worried.”Worried.The word burns.Ms. Kim stands by the security panel, fingers frozen above the touchscreen. Seojun shifts subtly to the side, positioning himself so he can intercept her if needed. Tension hums in the air like a power line about to snap.Ethan speaks first.“Stop th
~ Hailey ~“No. No. No… this has to be wrong.”Those are the first words out of my mouth.Not a scream.Not a gasp.Just a whisper — tiny, cracked, desperate.Ms. Kim turns the laptop toward me fully, as if I somehow didn’t see the name the first time.As if seeing it clearer will make it hurt less.It doesn’t.It makes the room colder.Because the name glowing on the screen is—Sora Choi.My coworker.My lunch buddy.The girl who once cried in the bathroom after her breakup and I held her hair while she sobbed.The girl who brings extra chopsticks “just in case” and always asks if I’ve eaten.The one who teases me about Ethan like she’s my nosy older sister.That Sora.My ribs tighten around my lungs.I hear Seojun exhale slowly behind me, like a man who’s been proven right against his own wishes.Ethan doesn’t move. Not even a flinch. He’s frozen like marble — a statue carved out of fury and disbelief.Ms. Kim is the one who speaks.“Hailey… I’m sorry.”Sorry.That one word snaps so
~ Hailey ~The moment Ethan says those words, my entire body goes cold.Someone is watching you, Hailey.Not just watching. Studying.It feels like the world tilts, like the floor drops half an inch beneath my shoes. I don’t breathe for a second. Maybe longer. The only thing keeping me from collapsing is the way Ethan’s hand tightens around mine. Protective. Firm. Almost desperate.I don’t look at him. I can’t. If I do, I’ll fall apart, and I don’t want to break in front of Ms. Kim or Seojun or the forty million security cameras in this building. So I swallow every rising panic and keep standing.But everything feels wrong.Wrong in the stiff air.Wrong in the humming lights.Wrong in the way Seojun is watching me like I’m a painting he’s trying to interpret.“Sit,” Ethan murmurs beside me.It’s not a command. It’s a request wrapped in panic.And that scares me more than anything tonight.I sit because my knees are already giving up on pretending to be strong. Ethan stays standing, ar
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