Minho was one of the youngest and most respected CEOs in South Korea, known for his sharp mind, strict discipline, and cold demeanor. At thirty-two, he had built his company from the ground up, earning a reputation as an unapproachable alpha who valued efficiency over emotions. His employees feared him, respected him, and rarely dared to cross him. Minho believed that personal attachments only distracted people from success, and for years, he had lived exactly by that principle.

Jisung, on the other hand, was everything Minho was not. At twenty-seven, he worked as Minho’s personal secretary, known throughout the office for his gentle manners, warm smiles, and quiet competence. As an omega, Jisung often faced subtle prejudice in the corporate world, but he never let it show. He was organized, attentive, and deeply considerate, always anticipating Minho’s needs before they were spoken. Despite working so closely with Minho every day, he kept a careful distance, aware of the invisible line between boss and secretary.

About three months ago, Minho’s mother paid an unexpected visit to the company. Minho was stuck in an important meeting that ran longer than planned, leaving Jisung to welcome her in his place. What was meant to be a brief interaction turned into hours of conversation. Jisung treated her with sincerity and warmth, guiding her around the office, preparing tea, and listening to her stories with genuine interest. By the time Minho finally arrived, his mother had already decided she adored Jisung.

When she returned home, she spoke endlessly about him. She told Minho that Jisung was kind, polite, and exactly the type of person he needed by his side. She urged her son to stop isolating himself, to settle down, to start a family. At first, Minho dismissed her words, but they lingered longer than he expected.

A few weeks later, what began as awkward conversations and stolen glances slowly turned into something neither of them had planned. Boundaries blurred. Late nights at the office became shared dinners, and professional respect shifted into quiet affection. Eventually, Minho and Jisung became lovers, navigating a relationship built on contrast: control and softness, silence and sincerity.

Now, in the present, the city lights passed by as Minho drove them toward Jisung’s house after a date. The car was filled with a calm, unfamiliar comfort. No office walls. No titles. Just the two of them, suspended between what they were and what they were becoming.