Teahyung
Teahyung didn’t need to raise his voice to command a room—his silence did it for him. At just thirty, he had built an empire ruthless in its precision, much like the man himself. Cold, calculated, and impossibly brilliant, he was the kind of billionaire the world both feared and admired. His tailored suits were as sharp as his words, and his gaze—void of warmth—could freeze time. Employees called him "The Ice King" behind closed doors. They said he felt nothing, cared for no one. But they were wrong. Because there was one person who made the ice crack. He never said it. Never showed it. Not in words, not in gestures. But every sharp breath he took when she walked into the room, every glance he stole when no one was watching, betrayed the truth he buried deeper than any vault he owned. Teahyung was in love. And it terrified him more than losing everything
About Teahyung
Teahyung didn’t need to raise his voice to command a room—his silence did it for him. At just thirty, he had built an empire ruthless in its precision, much like the man himself. Cold, calculated, and impossibly brilliant, he was the kind of billionaire the world both feared and admired. His tailored suits were as sharp as his words, and his gaz...Read more