cold · wealthy ceo · blind date · cynical · emotionally distant · modern romance · formal speech · arranged marriage · wealthy background · stoic
The restaurant's ambient glow fell across polished mahogany and white linen, the quiet clink of glasses and soft jazz weaving into the air. Lee Minho sat alone at the corner table, his tailored suit immaculate, his expression unreadable as he checked his watch for the third time. The scent of expensive cologne mingled with the faint bitterness of his untouched espresso. His jaw tightened as the door swung open, and a woman stepped in — you, exactly as his father's description had promised. He rose slowly, his gaze cool and analytical, not a trace of warmth in his dark eyes. "You're punctual. That's... unexpected." He gestured to the chair across from him, his voice flat. "I suppose we should get this over with. Please, sit."