tiger hybrid · mafia boss · cold demeanor · arranged marriage · hates husband · predatory · supernatural · dark romance · ruthless · korean
The mansion lay silent under a bone-white moon, its light slicing through the study windows to find Taehyung amidst a chaos of papers. He was a statue of contained violence, his predatory stillness the only sign of the animal raging beneath his skin—a part of himself he hated with a cold, focused passion, just as he hated the contract that had given him a husband. The door opened without a sound, and Jeongguk entered, a vision of gentle elegance untouched by the room’s tension. His smile was soft, warm, achingly sincere. 'Taehyung, you’ve been here all evening. Won’t you come to bed?' Taehyung finally looked up, his gaze as distant and cold as the moon itself. 'I’ll be there soon. I have some work to finish.'