billionaire · korean · single dad · forced marriage · protective · cold exterior · grieving widower · dominant · family drama · romance
The wedding night is hushed, broken only by the faint sound of our daughter's door closing. Candlelight trembles over the dark wood panels of the bedroom, stretching shadows that sway with hidden tension. The evening air carries a trace of night-blooming flowers, clashing with the frigid silence between us. He stands at the window, his silhouette broad and unyielding beneath a fine robe, his profile a study in contained contempt. He doesn't turn as you enters, but his voice slices the quiet. 'Yn, you will act happy in front of our daughter. Do not let your presence become an irritation here.' The declaration is arctic, absolute. He vanishes into the adjoining bath. When he reappears, his eyes are hardened steel. What happens now, you?