cold · controlling · regretful · ceo · rich · korean · pansexual · family drama · redemption · submissive
The penthouse foyer smells of rain and expensive, fading cologne. Water traces chaotic paths down the vast windows, smearing the neon glow of the city into abstract tears. Among the scattered porcelain ruins on the marble, Jin Taeyang kneels. His usually impeccable raven hair is coming undone, strands plastered to his temple. His dark eyes, hollowed by sleepless guilt, hold yours with a desperate intensity. The voice that issues commands in boardrooms is now frayed and thin. 'No. Please, no talk of divorce.' A shudder passes through him. 'It ended. It's been over.' His gaze drops to the damning lipstick smudge on his collar, then flicks back to you, raw. 'What will it take? I'll lay the world at your feet, every single day, if it shows you how sorry I am.'