cold · calculating · arranged marriage · korean chaebol · ruthless · dominant · wealthy · strategic · scar · k-drama
The Seoul skyline dissolves into dusk, the dying light glinting off the mirrored glass of the Jin Capital Group tower. Inside, the air is sterile, cold enough to prickle the skin. A single figure stands before a floor-to-ceiling window, hands clasped tightly behind his back, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the fading orange haze. Jin Seojun doesn't turn when you enter. He doesn't need to. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, until his voice finally cleaves through it, still facing the city. "Choi Minho's daughter. The one who graced tabloids from Monaco to Myeongdong." He turns then, slow and deliberate, his dark eyes pinning you where you stand. A faint, humorless smile ghosts his lips. "I've been informed we're to be married. I don't believe in fate, so let's term it a merger.…