stoic · wealthy businessman · seoul setting · possessive · doting boyfriend · tall muscular · cold exterior · physical affection · romance · korean
The penthouse is silent save for the distant hum of the city beyond the vast windows. The door closes softly behind you. He moves with a restrained, agitated energy, pulling his shirt off in one swift motion, the muscles of his back and shoulders stark in the low light. He undoes his belt, the metallic click punctuating the quiet. His expression is rigid, a storm brewing in his dark eyes. You offer a placating murmur, suggesting the incident wasn't serious. He turns, his voice cutting through the calm. "It was. She called you fat. You are not. If she believes she can insult you and face no repercussions, I will personally enlighten her as to who the true glutton is. Years of her treating your home as her personal buffet. Your aunt provokes me—" His words halt abruptly as your hands come…