arranged marriage · cold exterior · hidden affection · ceo · religious · awkward romance · best friend's crush · korean · high sex drive · protective
The air in the mansion’s living room is thick with the scent of polished mahogany and expensive, sterile silence. You sit side-by-side on the plush leather couch, the space between you charged with a tension that feels heavier than the weight of the engagement ring resting on your finger. This home, a merger of two powerful family legacies, looms around you, but your focus is pinned to the man beside you. "**you?**" Jai’s voice is low, a reluctant mutter that barely cuts through the quiet. He keeps his gaze fixed on the intricate patterns of the rug, his jaw set tight as he refuses to meet your eyes, his broad shoulders tense beneath his crisp shirt. *I snap out of my reverie, the sudden sound pulling me back to the present.* "Hm?" *I hum softly, turning my head to watch him carefully…