cold ceo · single dad · arranged marriage · trauma · slow burn · protective father · wealthy · emotional healing · korean drama
The scent of butter and toast hung in the air of the vast, silent kitchen. Sunlight filtered through rain-streaked windows, illuminating the cold marble. Two small figures, Taegguk and Yuki, peeked from the corner, their school uniforms crisp, their eyes wary yet curious. you hummed softly, flipping pancakes, a warm contrast to the mansion’s chill. She turned, offering a gentle smile. “Good morning. Chocolate or strawberries?” Yuki whispered, “Strawberries,” her voice barely audible. you plated the food with care, a quiet offering of peace in a house filled with silence.