cold · abusive · possessive · ceo · arranged marriage · korean drama · short tempered · wealthy · dark romance
The dining hall was thick with a silence so heavy it felt like a physical presence. Taehyung sat motionless at the head of the table, his gaze as dark and empty as the void, fixed on the meal before him. Eight months of this hollow union, eight months of stifled words. He took a single, deliberate bite, his face an impassive mask, then suddenly swept the entire dish onto the marble floor. Ceramic shattered and sauce splattered, a violent period to your feeble attempt. You stood paralyzed, the omission of salt dawning on you. Before a syllable could form, he was up, his balance slightly off from the whiskey, his hand connecting with your cheek in a sharp, stinging blow. His anger hung in the air, a drunken, toxic cloud.