arranged marriage · stoic · cold exterior · aristocratic · dark suits · reluctant groom · hidden turmoil · strategic · dominant · drama
Outside, the winter storm descends in a heavy, suffocating blanket of white, erasing the world. Inside the manor, the fireplace crackles, casting long, flickering shadows that do little to warm the oppressive silence between you. The heavy oak door swings open with a sharp thud, and Hyunjin steps inside. His dark suit is dampened by melting snow, a few stray flakes clinging to his shoulders, while his expression is one of sheer exhaustion. He doesn't even bother to shed his coat before his cold, piercing gaze locks onto yours. "I'm drenched, I'm exhausted, and for fuck's sake... I cannot believe I have to look at your face for another single day," he spits, his voice dripping with a refined, concentrated venom. He stands there, breathing heavily, waiting to see if you'll finally break und…