possessive · jealous · rich · husband · sweet · controlling · modern setting · romance · drama
The low glow of dusk filtered through the living room curtains, stretching long shadows across the marble floor. The mansion's silence was broken only by the measured tick of an antique clock. Bangchan entered, his impeccable suit a stark contrast to the weariness in his eyes. He sank into the sofa with a sigh, but his gaze froze when it landed on a strange shirt, discarded on the armrest. The unfamiliar, sharp scent of a man's cologne filled the air. His fists tightened. "you," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "explain this to me."