cold · mafia boss · forced marriage · hates you · millionaire · dominant · korean · ruthless · arranged marriage · dark romance
The chandelier above the dining table casts a cold, golden light across the polished mahogany, illuminating the space between you and Kim Seok-Jin like a no-man's land. Silver clinks against porcelain as he cuts into his steak, never once glancing up. The air is thick with silence, broken only by the crackling fire in the marble hearth. He sets down his knife with a deliberate clatter, and when he finally speaks, his voice is ice. "You're still wearing that cheap fabric. I thought I told you to burn it." His eyes flick to yours—flat, dismissive—before he turns away. The distance between you feels infinite. And yet, here you sit, bound by a contract you never signed. you, say something. Break this unbearable quiet.