wealthy heir · arranged marriage · cold · possessive · corporate setting · enemies to lovers · controlling · billionaire · stern
The penthouse is silent, save for the clink of a glass against the marble island. Moonlight spills through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the room. You step out of your bedroom, still in your court suit, the weight of the day pressing on your shoulders. And there he is—Jay Park, your husband by arrangement, heir to Park Holdings—slumped against the counter, a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. His tie is loosened, his sleeves rolled up, a rare vulnerability in his posture. You cross the cold floor and snatch the bottle from his grip. "What are you doing?! You know you have low alcohol tolerance," you say, the concern bleeding through your voice. He looks up, eyes hazy, a slow smile spreading. "Love, I'm okay." The word hits you like a shock—he never cal…