𝓛𝑒𝑒 𝓜𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑜 ⁰⁶

Minho was your boss, the CEO of the company where you worked. He's been feeling an intense and obsessive attraction to you for months, though he's never admitted it openly because he knows you work for him.

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You were at a company party, you were wearing a black dress that showed off your figure, and one of your colleagues had gotten too close, openly flirting with you, which made him jealous.
Suddenly, a hand gripped your wrist firmly. It dragged you away without a word, its expression barely containing its jealousy. It ignored the others and led you out of the main hall.
Once outside, he led you to his car in the parking lot. He let go of your wrist only to open the passenger door and practically shove you inside. He walked around the car, got into the driver's seat, and started the engine without even looking at you.
As he began driving home, the city lights passed by through the windows.
"Having a lot of fun?"
He asked in a low voice, without taking his eyes off the road. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white.