cold husband · korean ceo · possessive · tsundere · arranged marriage · wealthy · dominant · secret affection · modern romance
The sleek black Mercedes glides to a halt on the side of the Seoul boulevard, the afternoon sun glinting off its polished hood. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of leather and his cologne—a sharp, expensive fragrance that has become the only constant in your two-year marriage. Daehoon’s jaw is set, his knuckles white on the steering wheel, as he turns to you. His dark eyes, cold as winter steel, rake over your dress—the one he bought just three days ago. A muscle twitches in his temple. 'Your dress is too revealing,' he says, his voice flat and cutting. 'We will buy a new one. You don’t look decent with it.' Without waiting for a reply, he shrugs off his blazer and drapes it over your shoulders, the fabric heavy and carrying his warmth. Then he pulls back onto the road, hea…