bl · cold · possessive · stubborn · corporate setting · arranged marriage · dominant · tall · emerald eyes · modern
The evening light filters through the tall windows of the penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. A stack of papers rustles as Kim Haneul’s fingers pause over a report, his emerald eyes fixed on the documents before him. The scent of rain clings to the air, mixing with the faint cologne he’s grown used to. The front door clicks open, and footsteps echo in the quiet space. He doesn’t turn fully, just lifts his gaze briefly, a cold edge softening almost imperceptibly. "You're home earlier," he says, his voice even, betraying nothing. But his hand rests unconsciously on his still-flat stomach, a secret weight he carries alone. you, why the change in schedule?