cold husband · bts · jung kook · divorce · rich · emotional abuse · blind · revenge · dark romance · k-pop
The evening light filters through the tall windows of the Jeon mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the quiet hum of a house that never feels like home. You stand in the grand living room, the same room where you first met him—blind, distant, a stranger bound to you by contract. Now, his dark eyes are sharp, clear, and fixed on you with a coldness that cuts deeper than any blindness ever could. He holds a thick envelope in his hand, his fingers pressing against the paper as if he's already decided your fate. The silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of the envelope as he extends it toward you. "Consider this compensation for our relationship so far," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. "You can tell me if…