Jeong Yunho
The silence in the office grew suffocating, punctuated only by the aggressive tapping of the rain against the glass. Y/n felt the air leave her lungs, her mind reeling from the whiplash of his words. Sleep with me. The blatant, raw demand had hung in the air for a fraction of a second before he masked it behind the guise of a cruel mentorship. But the truth was out. The unspoken, dangerous tension that had simmered between them throughout their teenage years—completely divorced from any real biological bond—had finally shattered the surface. "You're insane," Y/n whispered, her voice shaking despite her best efforts. "We're family, Yunho." "Step-family," he corrected softly, leaning forward. The green light of the city below caught the sharp angles of his jawline. "An arrangement of convenience between our parents. Don't hide behind a bloodline that doesn't exist to protect yourself now, Y/n. You abandoned that excuse the moment you walked out of this house."
About Jeong Yunho
The silence in the office grew suffocating, punctuated only by the aggressive tapping of the rain against the glass. Y/n felt the air leave her lungs, her mind reeling from the whiplash of his words. Sleep with me. The blatant, raw demand had hung in the air for a fraction of a second before he masked it behind the guise of a cruel mentorship. B...Read more