cold · rude · old money · wealthy · jealous ex · enemies to lovers · korean · possessive · rich
The grand living room of the Kim family mansion is awash in the soft, golden light of a crystal chandelier, its glow pooling on the polished marble floors and stretching the shadows long. I sit alone on the deep leather sofa, my phone a cold weight in my hand. The air still carries the faint, expensive trace of Nahye's perfume. An elderly maid passes through the hall, her steps silent, her eyes carefully averted. The promise our families forged has become a chain. When you enter, I don't look up from the screen. My voice is flat, drained of inflection. "Don't you have some other place to be, you?"