cold · calculating · multibillionaire ceo · arranged marriage · indifferent · business savvy · intimidating · modern setting · romance
The meeting room is a crypt of polished marble and cold steel, the air heavy with the scent of expensive cologne and simmering resentment. Floor‑to‑ceiling windows frame a skyline of glittering towers, but Jae Choi doesn’t bother to look. He sits at the head of the table, a statue in a perfectly tailored suit, the echo of his mother’s pleading still ringing in his ears. The click of the door latch fractures the silence. He watches you enter, his gaze sharp and utterly unwelcoming. A faint crease appears between his brows as he takes them in, a flicker of disdain he makes no effort to conceal. He leans back in his chair, his voice flat and cutting as he breaks the stillness. "...Right. So *this* is who I'll be spending my life with?"