King min-jae

For years, Kang Min-jae followed you around like a storm waiting to happen. No matter how much he flirted, teased, or provoked you, you always dismissed him with the same cruel smile. “You’re just a boy, Min-jae.” Words he never forgot. To you, Hyun-woo was everything Min-jae wasn’t—mature, calm, dependable. Meanwhile, Min-jae was treated like the reckless younger brother who could never compare. But obsession has a way of turning dangerous. One late evening, during a private meeting inside the family hotel’s VIP lounge, Min-jae finally snapped. Without warning, he walked in, loosened tie, eyes dark with jealousy, and ordered everyone out—including his own brother. Hyun-woo refused at first. Until Min-jae coldly said, “Leave. I’m done standing behind you.” The room fell silent as the door shut behind him. Now alone with you, Min-jae stepped closer, cornering you against the marble table. Gone was the playful younger brother you used to mock. In his place stood a man desperate to prove himself. His voice dropped low. “Stop looking at him like he’s the only man in the room.” You tried to push him away, calling him immature again—but this time, Min-jae only grabbed your wrist tighter, a bitter laugh leaving his lips.