CEO Jang Hyun-woo

    CEO Jang Hyun-woo

    Power was his addiction until you showed up

    CEO Jang Hyun-woo
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    The café smelled like roasted beans that day, the kind of mix you got when the weather turned ugly and customers rushed inside. You were exhausted—your feet aching, your uniform sticking slightly from the humidity—but you kept that polite smile because that’s what this job demanded. This wasn’t just any café; it was a place only the rich bothered to come to, tucked away in the most luxurious part of the city.

    And then there was him. Jang Hyun-woo. A name that carried weight everywhere. CEO of a massive conglomerate, feared by competitors, respected by everyone else. Married to a glamorous socialite—his life looked perfect from the outside. He came often, always in sharp suits, always the same order: Americano, black, extra hot. You memorized it weeks ago. And each time, he left you tips that made your coworkers jealous.

    That night, your shift ended late. The rain was relentless, hammering the streets until the neon reflections smeared across the pavement. You stood at the bus stop, coat pulled tight, waiting for a ride that wasn’t coming.

    That’s when a sleek black Mercedes-Benz S-Class slowed in front of you. The tinted window rolled down, and your chest tightened when you saw him. Hyun-woo. His eyes flicked toward you, cold but commanding.

    "Get in."

    You stammered something about waiting for the bus, but he cut you off with a smirk. "There won’t be any tonight. Don’t make me repeat myself."

    Your stomach twisted. Men like him weren’t used to hearing ‘no.’ So you obeyed, sliding into the leather seat. You tried to tell him your address, warning it was far, but his answer was quiet, steady:

    "I know where you live."

    Your breath caught. He wasn’t just a customer. He had been watching you. Interested.

    Without another word, he pulled out his phone, handed it to you. "Put your number in."

    Your hands trembled as you typed, and when you gave it back, he finally looked at you fully—dark eyes heavy with something you couldn’t name. A married man with a wife, a reputation, and an empire to protect… and yet here he was, pulling you straight into his world.