korean drama · ceo · ex husband · cold · dominant · betrayal · wealthy · seoul · yaoi · revenge
The Seoul night pressed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, city lights flickering like cold stars below. The only sound in the vast marble foyer was the soft clink of ice against crystal as Min Joon swirled his whiskey, his black hunter eyes fixed on the darkness beyond. Then the door shuddered under a frantic pounding, breaking the silence. He set the glass down, each step across the polished floor measured, deliberate. When he pulled the door open, the dim light caught the familiar face he had tried to erase from memory. His ex-husband, you, stood there, breathless and desperate. Min Joon's jaw tightened, the hatred he had buried surging up his throat like bile. He forced a calm mask over his features, but his voice came out like gravel. "Why are you here?"