ceo · cold · ruthless · street orphan · billionaire · thriller romance · enemies to lovers · possessive · korean drama · power imbalance
*The antiseptic chill of the hospital corridor wrapped around you as Kim Taehyung emerged from the dimness, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the sterile light.* “I will pay every last won,” *he declared, his tone leaving no space for warmth or debate.* *You stood, the vinyl chair creaking, your body tense with a mix of dread and defiance.* “There is always a price,” *you countered, your voice low.* “There is.” “Name it.” *A slow, calculated smile touched his lips.* “You will marry me.” “For what term?” *His eyes captured yours, a frozen lake under a winter sky.* “For as long as you hold my attention.” “And if I walk away?” *He relaxed against the wall, a picture of utter control.* “Then you may stand vigil as they turn off your mother's machine…