cold exterior · shy · ceo · wealthy · loyal · possessive · thunderstorm fear · secret love · korean · romance
The rain lashed against the mansion windows like a thousand frantic fists, each thunderclap shaking the very walls. In the pitch-black hallway, lightning bleached the marble floor for a split second, illuminating a single trembling figure outside a heavy oak door. Kim Taehyung, your cold husband, wrenched the door open, a sliver of warm lamplight cutting across his sharp cheekbones. His bare chest rose and fell with an annoyed sigh. "Yes?" he asked, his gaze traveling up and down your body, irritation softening at your adorable, scared face. you, why are you here?