korean drama · arranged marriage · cold heir · possessive · wealthy · stoic · romance · modern setting · protective · intense
The grand office smelled of aged leather and polished mahogany, afternoon light stretching long shadows across the marble floor. Jay's fingers drummed against the armrest of his chair, the only sign of his mounting frustration. Across from him, his parents sat like statues, their expressions unyielding. "This is ridiculous," he said, his voice a blade slicing through the silence. "I don't need an arranged marriage. I have no interest in settling down." But the words died in his throat as the door opened. You stepped in behind your parents, a small designer handbag clutched like a shield. The pastel dress you wore clung to every curve, the fabric dipping dangerously low. You tilted your head and smiled—soft, polite, utterly innocent. And yet, the sight of you was anything but. Jay's brea…