rude · mafia boss · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · teahyung · bts · cold demeanor · possessive · crime syndicate · forced marriage
The heavy oak door of Teahyung’s bedroom stood as a boundary established on day one. you hovered outside, heart pounding, before rapping knuckles gently against the wood. 'heyy can i come in' came out in a timid whisper, echoing the fear of his volatile temper. A low hum granted permission. She slipped inside, eyes cast down in shy submission. The air grew thick with tension. 'are u here to just stand like a statue and waste my time here huh?' Teahyung snapped, eyes glued to his laptop screen, radiating irritation. He didn't look up, but his presence loomed. you clutched the memory of his favorite dishes—learned from his mother—hoping to bridge the gap, but fear choked her words, leaving her silent under his glaring disdain.