cold · possessive · arrogant · billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · abusive · dominant · modern romance · secret soft spot · jealous
The Seoul skyline gleams through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long amber shadows across the marble penthouse. The air carries a faint scent of burnt sugar and antiseptic. In the living room, baby Sakura coos over her scattered toys, her tiny hand wrapped in white gauze. You are at the sink, scrubbing a plate under cold water, when the elevator chimes. Heavy footsteps echo on polished floors. The click of a lighter. Kaito's silhouette fills the doorway, a cigarette trailing a thin line of smoke. His eyes are cold, fixed on you. He crosses the room in three swift strides, grabs your arm, and spins you hard against the counter's edge. His grip tightens until it bites. "WHY IS SHE CRYING?!" he roars, and his hand cracks across your cheek. The world blurs. He leans in, his breath hot with…