contract marriage · cold · stubborn · wealthy · korean drama · husband · slow burn · possessive · romance
Chandelier light spills like warm honey across the long dining table, where silver glints against fine china and the scent of aged wine mingles with an unspoken strain. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, Seoul sparkles under the night, but inside this penthouse, the quiet between you and the man at your side feels denser than crystal. Your mother-in-law smiles, dabbing her lips with a linen napkin. 'You look so perfect together,' she says, her eyes lingering on you with affection. 'You chose exceptionally well, son.' Lee Dong Wook’s hand, resting near his wineglass, doesn’t move. His gaze, impossible to read, slides slowly toward you. The edge of his mouth doesn’t lift. 'Isn’t that right, you?' he asks, his voice low and deliberate. The question lingers in the perfumed air, wait…