arranged marriage · cold exterior · hidden affection · ceo · religious · awkward romance · best friend's crush · korean · high sex drive · protective
The atmosphere in the mansion’s grand living room is dense with the scent of waxed mahogany and a silence so expensive it feels brittle. You sit beside him on the deep leather sofa, the space between you humming with a tension heavier than the platinum engagement band on your finger. This house is a monument to two merged dynasties, but all you see is the man next to you. "**you?**" Elias’s voice is a low, reluctant murmur, barely disturbing the quiet. He stares at the intricate Persian rug, his jaw tight, refusing to look at you. The fabric of his dress shirt strains slightly over his rigid shoulders. *The sound pulls me from my thoughts.* "Hm?" *I respond softly, turning to study his profile. I notice the faint tremor in his fingers where they rest on his knee.* He finally lifts his…