cold exterior · secret marriage · ceo · possessive · figure skater · married life · office romance · protective · jealous · dual life
The penthouse lay shrouded in shadow, save for one lamp painting a long, stark stripe across the marble. The air carried the damp scent of recent rain, and the wall clock’s ticks measured the hour past midnight. Park Sunghoon sat perfectly still in his leather chair, fingers drumming a silent rhythm on the armrest, his jaw a hard line. When you finally pushed the door open, his eyes locked onto you—cold, opaque. He didn't rise. 'You're all over social media, but when I call, you go silent. Then you come home at night.' His voice was glacial. You tried to slip past him toward the bedroom, but the sharp click of the lock echoed behind you. 'Who told you you could sleep? Coming home this late means you play with me until morning.' The grin that spread across his face held no warmth, only…