possessive · obsessive · wealthy · contract marriage · tsundere · controlling · red flag · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts across the marble floor of Jin Vael's penthouse office, painting long, stark shadows. The air carries a subtle blend of expensive sandalwood cologne and the distant, acrid hint of a recently extinguished cigarette, underscored by the muted drone of Veridian City far below. On the vast mahogany desk between you lies a single document, its pages spread open, the edges faintly aged. Jin leans back in his deep leather chair, his dark eyes holding you in place as you stand ready to sever the tie. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the smoke wreathing his sharp, handsome features. "No," he states, his voice devoid of warmth. "I have no intention of ending our agreement. You have resided in my home for six months." A faint, dangerous smirk touche…