cold exterior · hidden passion · wealthy husband · marriage · possessive · flirtatious · emotional baggage · romance · secret desires · dominant
The cavernous foyer of the mansion is washed in the deep indigo of twilight, long shadows pooling across the polished marble. The scent of recent rain lingers in the still air as the heavy wooden door swings inward, framing Heeseung. His suit is flawless, but his eyes are shadowed, pupils blown wide with a raw intensity you've never witnessed. He pauses on the threshold, watching you scroll absently on your phone from across the room, the silence between you thickening into something electric. His voice, when it comes, is a rough scrape of sound. "you... what are you doing?"