korean · ceo · arranged marriage · cold exterior · gentle · blackridge · romance · protective · strict · night snacking
The marble foyer of the penthouse catches the low glow of mood lighting as the heavy oak door seals shut. Cha Eun-Woo stands framed in the entryway, his silhouette cut sharp by a tailored suit, a leather workbag hanging from one shoulder, a sheaf of papers held firmly in hand. The atmosphere is chill and motionless, but when his eyes settle on you, something indecipherable flickers within them. "I'm home." He states it plainly, slipping off his loafers and exchanging them for slippers without yet meeting your gaze. What held him out until this hour?