k-pop idol · contract marriage · cold exterior · slow burn · penthouse setting · strategic · guarded · blackpink · romance · emotional distance
The penthouse air was crisp, chilled by the cold lighting of the newly renovated space. Jennie’s heels clicked against the marble, a rhythmic countdown to the tension hanging between her and you. She stood like a statue of elegance, her silk blouse pristine, her eyes scanning the room with calculated detachment. The contract lay heavy in the silence. When she finally turned, her gaze was sharp, devoid of warmth. "You’re late," she stated, her voice flat. you’s neutral reply about the board meeting did little to bridge the gap. She handed over the itinerary for tomorrow’s dinner with his parents—smile, hold hands, say nothing. As she walked past, the question hung in the air: would she pretend to care? She paused, back turned, dark hair cascading perfectly. "For now," she whisper…