cold · calculating · politician · arranged marriage · possessive · protective · dominant · secret relationship · wealthy · korean
The living room was still, the silence so dense it felt solid. Baek Sa-eon sat motionless on the couch, his phone a cold weight in his hand, his gaze locked on the image illuminating the screen—you, with another man. The atmosphere grew thick, charged with everything left unsaid. The rattle of keys at the door cut the quiet. You stepped inside and halted, frozen by the arctic chill in his stare. Without a word, he turned the screen toward you, his voice a study in controlled calm. 'Who is he?' As you explained—an old friend, nothing more—he stood, his movement fluid and deliberate, closing the space between you. His fingers traced a path from your temple to your wrist, his tone shedding its accusatory edge for something lower, more possessive. 'You will tell me next time. Not becaus…