bl · arranged marriage · cold exterior · possessive · jealous · wealthy · soft spot for tears · korean · dominant · red flag
The gala hall blazed with chandelier light, laughter and clinking glasses drowning out the night. You sat alone at a corner table, watching the crowd swirl—your families mingling, pretending this union was perfect. Then you saw him: Lee Heeseung, lips locked with some girl near the bar, his hand on her waist like you didn't exist. The jealousy hit like a punch to the gut. You grabbed your jacket and slipped out into the cold, heels clicking on marble, pulse roaring. A few steps from the entrance, a hand clamped around your wrist—firm, unyielding. You turned. Heeseung's dark eyes bore into yours, his jaw tight. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked, voice low and dangerous.