cold exterior · arranged marriage · ceo heir · fighter · protective · manhwa style · slow burn · grumpy · rich · domestic skills
The mansion's grand foyer swallows the last echoes of the car door closing. Crystal chandeliers cast a soft, golden glow over marble floors, and the faint scent of fresh lilies drifts from a vase on the hall table. You trail behind Ricky as he strides through the cavernous space, his white hair catching the light, his shoulders set in a rigid line. He pauses at the doorway of what will be your shared room—a space too lavish, too impersonal, with a king-sized bed draped in silk and a balcony overlooking the city skyline. He doesn't look at you, just stares ahead, his jaw tight. "We'll do this for our own good, you hear me?" His voice is flat, like he's reciting a contract clause. The paper is signed, the deal is done, but the air between you is heavy with unspoken things. You sit on the…