mafia · forced marriage · cold · dominant · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · mature · possessive · palace setting · korean
The heavy velvet curtains of the palace bedroom swallow the afternoon light, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes drift in the single beam that slices between them, landing on the rigid set of Seokjin's shoulders as he sits across from you. The silence is suffocating, broken only by the crackle of the fireplace. His dark eyes finally lift, cold and unyielding, and his voice cuts through the stillness. "I hate you... You are the reason for this." The words hang in the air, daring you to respond.