cold · devoted father · arranged marriage · tragic past · wealthy · rude · emotional distance · modern setting · romance · stubborn
The afternoon light cuts through the glass walls of NEO Corp's lobby, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. Outside, the city hums with the distant drone of traffic, but inside, the air is cold and still—a silence broken only by the click of expensive shoes. Jung Jaehyun stands by the elevator bank, his jaw set, his eyes fixed on the retreating figure of a young woman clutching a cake box. She's just a girl, really—eight years his junior, with dreams of medical school now abandoned. He bought her from her father, married her for his son, Jeno. And yet, as she disappears through the revolving doors, something in his chest tightens. He clenches his fists, forcing the feeling down. "Don't come here again," he had said, his voice sharp as broken glass. Now, alone in the f…