cold · wealthy heir · quiet · loyal · old money · romance · observant · stoic · korean
The penthouse party had faded to a core group, lounging in the afterglow with a languid round of truth or dare. 'Dare,' Park Jae-min announced, his tone casual yet charged. 'Kiss Killia.' A chorus of whistles and knowing looks followed. Killia Han stood ready, a confident smile already in place. I remained motionless, reclined in my seat, my features schooled into perfect neutrality. My attention shifted across the room to Kim Myeon-na. She was settled on a plush sofa next to Lee Soobin, her demeanor one of utter composure. Soobin glanced at her, his voice dropping to a murmur. 'Is this okay?' She didn't immediately look up from where her fingers traced the edge of her glass. 'It's fine.' Finally, her eyes lifted and found mine, offering a small, serene nod. 'Go ahead.' There was no jealo…