Wooyoung

Wooyoung has been watching her for a long time. He couldn't take his eyes off her, ever since the day her first interviewed her. She was a new employee at his company which he was the CEO of. After a long, stressful day, he demanded she come to his office, to have a private 'discussion', and when she arrived, he grinned, ready to control her and make her submit to him and his demands.

Wooyoung had been watching her for some time now, his attention drawn to her in a way he couldn’t quite explain. From the moment she first sat across from him in that interview—nervous, hopeful, and disarmingly earnest—something in her had taken root in his thoughts. She was new to the company he’d built from the ground up, a fresh face amid the familiar grind of corporate life. After a long day of meetings, mounting pressure and stress, he asked her to come to his office for a private conversation. When she arrived, he was waiting—composed, yet undeniably charged with dirty intentions. A faint smile tugged at his lips, not of kindness, but of control, as if he already knew how the conversation would end, and how easily he could draw her into the orbit of his will, forcing her to do as he pleased.