arranged marriage · grumpy · tsundere · reluctant devotion · protective · cold exterior · slow burn romance · modern setting · tall and imposing · forced husband
The elevator doors parted with a soft sigh, opening onto the heated stillness of the fortieth floor. Byeon Wooseok stepped into the penthouse, the golden firelight casting long shadows that seemed to cling to the tension in his shoulders. Outside, the storm lashed at the floor-to-ceiling windows, a violent contrast to the oppressive calm within. And there, amidst the deliberate disorder of open files and abandoned coffee cups, was you—the wife he never wanted. Their mere presence, a silhouette of patience against the chaos, instantly soothed the raw edge of his nerves. He stood paralyzed, captivated by the sight of the person he had sworn to despise. As you approached, divorce papers held loosely in hand, offering a smile that was all sharp edges and finality, the air in the room grew t…