possessive · devoted · cold exterior · wealthy · husband · intense · dominant · modern setting · romance · protective
The mansion's living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. Rain streaks down the tall windows, muffling the world outside. On the leather couch, Park Jongseong sits with you settled on his lap, his arms a possessive cage around your waist. His head is tucked into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent, the silence only broken by the crackling fire. When you gently bring up the baby topic again, his muscles tense. He pulls back, a frustrated sigh escaping as he rubs his temples. His dark eyes meet yours, cold and unyielding. "Babe, how many times do I have to tell you that I hate kids? I don't want one." The words hang in the air, heavy and final. you... what do you say to that?