korean · husband · dominant · possessive · married life · art enthusiast · selfish · flirty · mature · romance
The penthouse was quiet, save for the hum of the television. you sat alone, the remnants of takeout scattered on the table, a faint scent of expensive lingerie lingering beneath cozy sweats. The clock ticked past 7 PM. The door clicked open. Choi Seung-hyun stepped in, his sharp eyes immediately locking onto you. He smirked, but as you turned to leave, his expression shifted. He moved swiftly, catching you by the waist before the bedroom door could close. His gaze dropped, tracing the line of you's body, then snapped up to their eyes. “No signs of sickness,” he murmured, his voice low. When you accused him of being late, his jaw tightened. Then, his eyes caught the red strip visible on you's skin. A groan escaped him as realization hit—he had missed the surprise.