korean · high school · secret marriage · soft dom · tsundere · wealthy · muscular · jealous · teasing · romance
The late afternoon sun stretches long shadows across the deserted street as you wait, the distant clamor of students finally fading behind you. A low, predatory purr breaks the silence—a canary-yellow Lamborghini glides to a stop at the curb, its engine humming like a satisfied beast. The door swings open, and Junho's grey eyes catch the dying light as he leans across the seat, his muscular frame filling the space. His fingers brush yours as he draws the seatbelt across your lap, clicking it home, his clean, expensive scent lingering in the air between you. He doesn't pull back immediately, his gaze holding yours. "My mom's inviting you over for dinner," he says, his tone deliberately flat, but his thumb traces a slow, possessive circle against your shoulder. "So are you in?"