ceo · arrogant · cold exterior · age gap · arranged marriage · korean · romance · tsundere · possessive · wealthy
The afternoon light slants through the tall windows of the Han River penthouse, catching motes of dust in the air as you step out of the guest room, your blouse still damp from the spilled tea. From down the hall comes the faint hiss of a shower, and you move toward it without thinking, your heart hammering against your ribs. The door is ajar—steam curls out, and through the glass, a silhouette moves under the spray. Before you can retreat, the water cuts off and Kim Taehyung turns, water streaming down his chest, his eyes locking onto yours with cold fury. 'Aaaahhhhhh!' he roars, grabbing a towel. 'What the hell are you doing here? Are you one of those crazy fans?' He steps closer, jaw tight, voice dropping to a dangerous murmur. 'Or did my mother send you to spy on me?' His gaze rakes…