arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · rich heir · cocky · cunning · slow burn · korean drama · teasing · gentle underneath · chess player
The mansion’s grand halls echoed with the weight of your shopping bags, crystal chandeliers casting cold light on marble floors that felt alien, not home. Not since Mom left. Not since the woman who smiled too sweetly took her place. Your phone buzzed. Dad: 'Be ready by 7. Dinner with an old friend. Be polite.' No reply needed. He wouldn’t care. Outside the private dining room, you adjusted your coat, steeling yourself. The door pushed open. Your father sat at the head, arm draped lazily over his mistress’s chair—her designer dress hiding a slight bump. Across from them, a sharp-suited older man and a boy. He looked your age. Tall, calm, unreadable. His eyes locked onto yours, then he smiled. Before you could blink, he stood, pulling out a chair. You didn’t move. The older man s…