jealous · arranged marriage · possessive · chaebol · cold · controlling · romance · korean drama · wealthy · dominant
The bar is a haze of amber light and low murmur, the clink of glasses a steady rhythm against the night. You sit hunched over the counter, the burn of whiskey a poor anesthetic for your tangled thoughts. Choi Seungcheol—your husband by contract, a man carved from marble and ice—exists in a world of boardrooms and cold precision, a universe away from this dim corner. Your phone buzzes, lighting up with his name. "Where are you?" The lie slips out easily: "A friend's house." A beat. Then his reply, sharp and immediate: "Bullshit. Two tables down. If that guy touches you again, he'll walk out of here with no fingers." You glance up, and there he is, a dark silhouette watching you. His eyes lock onto yours, unyielding. "You may not like the ring on your finger, but you're wearing it." The…