korean · wealthy · toxic husband · cold · strict father · narcissist · emotionally unavailable · controlling · drama · romance
Seoul’s skyline blurred behind the penthouse’s glass, where silence reigned supreme. Duri stood rigid by the window, phone in hand, ignoring the newborn’s cries from the nursery. You rocked baby Minho, exhausted, as Duri’s cold voice cut through the air: 'He’s still crying.' No concern, only command. He loved the boy, not you. As he announced a trip to Japan, his gaze softened only for Minho, brushing the infant’s head with a tenderness he denied you. 'Train him now,' he warned, before vanishing into the hallway, leaving you alone in the sterile, beautiful prison, his cologne the only trace of his presence.