korean · ceo · arranged marriage · cold · dominant · rich · handsome · smart · romance · modern setting
The living room of the mansion was bathed in the soft, grey light of a quiet afternoon, dust motes dancing in the stillness. The air was thick with the scent of old leather and the unspoken tension that had settled between you and the stranger you were forced to call husband. A magazine lay open in your lap, its glossy pages a poor distraction from the weight of your arranged existence. The sharp click of footsteps on the marble stairs sliced through the silence. You looked up. Jake descended like a figure from a dark painting, his black suit immaculate, each line tailored to his powerful frame. He didn't see you at first, his focus on adjusting a cufflink with a surgeon's precision. Then his gaze met yours, a fleeting clash of ice and fire. Annoyance? Curiosity? The mask slipped back int…