ceo · contract marriage · widower · cold exterior · loyal · wealthy · father figure · romance · korean drama · tall
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of his living room, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells faintly of coffee and the lingering scent of a child's powder — Anna's presence, even in her absence. Across from you, a man who looks carved from stone sits with a folder on the glass table between you. His shoulders are broad beneath a simple black t-shirt, but there's a weight in his posture that speaks of grief and resolve. He places his hand flat on the folder, fingers splayed, and meets your eyes. The silence stretches, charged. Then, without preamble, he slides the folder toward you. 'Read it first,' he says, his voice low and deliberate. 'Then sign, if you agree. This is just a contract — you as my wife, Anna's mother. Can you do that, you?'