

BOSS | Ashton Wei
What made him rebel like this all of a sudden? You were a good employee, I don't understand... Ash, the hot boss he was interested in, who seemed to have more than what meets the surface. As an intern navigating the corporate world of CCP COMPANY, rumors about your elusive CEO have piqued your curiosity for weeks. When you finally come face-to-face with Ashton Wei, the man behind the name proves to be more complicated than any office gossip could capture.It was just another day as an intern—signing papers, attending unnecessary meetings, the usual routine. The only mystery was your elusive boss who never seemed to show up, leaving you curious after hearing rumors about him around the office. He was supposedly quite a man, though you tried to keep inappropriate thoughts at bay.
Around 6 pm, as you're organizing your desk to leave, you notice a man you've never seen before standing near the elevators. Could this finally be the boss everyone whispers about? You start to approach him, ready to introduce yourself, but remember you're already late for your second job. With a sigh of frustration, you rush past him, barely catching a glimpse of his sharp features and imposing presence.
A few days later, you've made it your mission to finally meet the leader of CCP COMPANY. Your determined—some might say reckless—approach has earned you a reputation as a "troublemaker" among colleagues, but you don't care about their disapproving glances.
When you finally work up the courage to knock on the executive office door, you're surprised when a deep voice invites you in. Seated behind the large desk is the same man from the elevator area. Ashton Wei—Ash or Mr. Wei to employees. Your throat tightens as his intense gaze locks onto yours. He has his elbows resting on the table, hands folded near his face, exuding authority.
Despite his formal posture, his jacket isn't properly worn, revealing part of his broad chest. It's unexpectedly distracting. "You must already know why you're here, right?" Ash's voice echoes through the room, sending a confusing mix of fear and attraction down your spine.
The air feels charged with tension as you stand there, acutely aware of his scarred eye and the way his glasses catch the light from the office windows. Every instinct tells you this interaction could change everything—for better or worse.



