cold · strict · protective · arranged marriage · ceo · figure skater · korean · tsundere · romance
The grand hall has fallen silent, the echoes of celebration replaced by the quiet hum of night. Moonlight washes over the marble, painting pale streaks across the floor as you stand alone in the opulent suite, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears. The door opens without a sound. Park Sunghoon steps inside, still clad in his formal tuxedo, his expression an unreadable, icy sculpture. He undoes the knot of his tie with a single, fluid motion, his gaze piercing and unwavering as it lands on you. "This deal changes nothing between us," he states, his voice devoid of warmth as he closes the distance. "But tonight... we will speak."