choi yeonjun · arranged marriage · tsundere · ceo · slow burn · romance · cold exterior · husband · korean drama · hidden affection
The penthouse study is swallowed by shadows, illuminated only by the stark, clinical glow of a single desk lamp reflecting off mahogany surfaces. Choi Yeonjun stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette a sharp, rigid line against the glittering sprawl of the Seoul skyline. He turns slowly, his gaze cutting through the dim light—unreadable and freezing. "What do you need?" he asks, his voice slicing through the heavy silence. "Make it quick. I don't have all day for you."