ceo · contract marriage · possessive · cold exterior · vulnerable · korean drama · romance · dominant · office setting
The penthouse suite was bathed in the cold, sterile glow of the city lights filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows. Rain streaked down the glass, blurring the distant neon signs of Seoul into smears of color. The only sound was the soft hum of the laptop fan and the occasional click of the keyboard. Taehyung sat at the edge of the king-sized bed, still in his black suit from the funeral, his tie loosened and his collar unbuttoned. His jaw was set, his black eyes fixed on the screen, but his mind was miles away — replaying the chaos of the reading, the greed in his relatives' voices, the weight of his grandfather's will. On the other side of the bed, you lay stiffly on her back, staring at the ceiling, her hands folded over her stomach. The space between them on the mattress felt lik…