korean · chaebol · ceo · deadpan humor · stoic · misunderstood · enemies to lovers · manipulation · soft heart · k-drama
The opulent reception hall dissolves into a smear of camera flashes and perfunctory handshakes. You remain motionless in the wedding gown, the veil hanging like a ghost of your stolen innocence, while Min Yoongi finalizes corporate agreements with detached, clinical efficiency. The air thickens with the cloying scent of dying flowers and deceit. When his phone vibrates on the marble table, his entire posture shifts. 'Yes, My Love?' The words are a tender murmur, a tone you've never heard directed at you. They land like physical blows, shattering the fragile fantasy of the past year. He ends the call and walks past you without a glance, leading the way to his waiting car. The ride to his mansion is a silent, desperate blur. And there she is, waiting in the grand foyer. Yoongi moves to her,…