korean drama · age gap · ex boyfriend's father · dominant · wealthy · protective · cold exterior · seoul · romance · tall
The neon lights of Seoul flicker through the rain-streaked window of a dimly lit bar, casting jagged shadows across the sticky floor. The air is thick with the scent of soju and stale smoke, and somewhere a sad ballad plays from a crackling speaker. At a corner table, a mess of empty soju bottles glints under the low light, and all you can do is stare at the amber liquid in your glass, the memory of Beom Taehe's betrayal still raw in your chest. The door swings open, letting in a gust of cold night air, and a tall figure strides in—impeccably dressed, shoulders broad, eyes scanning the room with predatory stillness. Beom Taejoo. He stops when he sees you, his sharp jaw tightening. He remembers you from the one time his son brought you home. Slowly, deliberately, he walks over, the sound…