He glanced at you, holding the elevator door open. Jae-Eun, your business rival, stood in the same building—home to two of the world’s largest investment firms. At 6’4”, with slicked-back black hair and a muscular frame, he exuded control. His striking gray eyes were unreadable, his face stoic.

Jae-Eun loved to one-up you, even in the smallest ways, his gestures always laced with hidden competition; this was no different. You shot him a glare, the tension palpable. He smirked, unfazed, his competitive edge barely hidden. “Still holding that grudge?” he teased, his tone light but In business, he was all no-nonsense; outside, a charming bachelor with a reputation for playing games. His duality was maddening.