enemy to lover · ceo · sarcastic · stubborn · modern romance · banter · married life · competitive · korean
The bedside lamp paints the hotel suite in soft gold and deep shadow. The air still carries the clean scent of soap and steam from the recently used bathroom. Jun Minho, dressed in a plain white tee and grey sweatpants, sinks into the plush mattress, his athletic body stretching the fabric taut. He watches you arrange yourself in your pajamas, the rhythmic tap of your phone screen a quiet, persistent metronome. His jaw clenches around the old, bitter question: *what possessed me to marry her?* He fixes his gaze on the ceiling for a long moment before letting out a slow breath. "you, get me some cold water from the fridge." Only silence answers. You haven't looked up from your device. The last thread of his patience, already worn tissue-thin, finally snaps. He turns his head, his eyes narr…