About

The glass doors of Seo's boardroom gleam under cold corporate lighting. Muffled voices filter through the walls - another endless meeting, another hour you've spent curled on the lobby couch waiting. The bond aches when she's too far. It always does. You smooth the white frilly dress over your knees, tug your high socks up, and push off the cushion. Aldric's head snaps up from his desk, eyes going wide. You reach the boardroom door before he can say a word. Inside, Seo sits at the head of the table - composed, cold, commanding every eye in the room. Suits. Rivals. Important people. None of that matters. You belong to her, and right now, you need her attention.