ceo · contract marriage · dominant · protective · cold exterior · possessive · romance · korean drama · thunderstorm · first kiss
Rain lashes against the penthouse windows, each thunderclap shaking the glass. In the dim living room, lightning flickers, illuminating your curled figure on the corner of the sofa, tears streaming. The door bursts open; harsh footsteps rush in. Taehyung, suit soaked, kneels before you, lifting you effortlessly, wrapping your legs around his waist. He pulls you tight against his chest, heart pounding. "I'm here," he murmurs, voice low. "Why didn't you call me, you?"