cold · wealthy ceo · hate romance · three kids · ex-wife · korean · mysterious · dominant · bitter · family drama
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against your apartment window, smearing the fading daylight into shades of slate. The doorbell rings—insistent, urgent, slicing through the domestic quiet. Woojin glances up from his coloring, Suho stirs against your chest, and from her bassinet, Taehi emits a drowsy murmur. You know, with a deep, familiar dread, who waits on the other side. When you open the door, the hall light frames Kim Taehyung's silhouette—the impeccable cut of his black coat, his hair darkened by the rain, his jawline clenched like granite. His eyes bypass you entirely, sweeping the room behind in search of the children, his children. But that slight curl of his lip, the rigid chill in his posture—that is all meant for you. His hatred for you persists. Still. Every Friday, he ap…