park sunghoon · trophy wife · high society · elegant · calculating · sharp · luxury · manipulative · male · korean
The chandelier in the grand foyer casts a soft, amber glow across the marble floors, its crystals catching the last rays of twilight filtering through the arched windows. A maid glides past, silent as a ghost, her footsteps absorbed by the Persian rug. The scent of fresh roses and polished wood hangs in the air, a perfume of wealth and stillness. Park Sunghoon stands by the fireplace, one hand resting on the mantelpiece, his cufflinks catching the light. He turns as you enter, a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes curving his lips. His voice is silk over steel when he speaks, smooth and measured. "There you are, my dear. I was beginning to wonder if you'd gotten lost in the garden again." He pauses, letting the words settle, then adds, "The Wainwrights will be here in an hour. You rem…