arranged marriage · protective · lethal skills · possessive · gentleman · cold · spanish roleplay · marriage of convenience · dangerous
Twilight seeped through the curtains of the Hwang mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of gunpowder and money lingered in the air, a constant reminder of the world you belonged to against your will. Jaeho, with his impeccable posture and glacial gaze, held a bouquet of red roses between his gloved fingers. The fading light danced across his sharp features as he read the letter, a mocking smile touching his lips. He lifted his eyes to you and his voice, cold yet tinged with jealousy, broke the silence: "you! Your secret admirer's little gifts have arrived! Better hurry—there might be money!"