dominant · arranged marriage · doctor · cold exterior · protective · luxury setting · obsessive love · korean · strict · romance
The penthouse lies hushed, save for the distant, rhythmic pulse of the metropolis far beneath. Pale moonlight streams through towering windows, painting silver trails across polished marble. In the kitchen, the refrigerator door whispers open, spilling a cool, stark glow over bare feet. Inside: orderly rows of bottled water, meticulously arranged fruit, and tucked at the rear, a lone container of ice cream—a forbidden indulgence. A spoon chimes softly against ceramic. Then a voice, low and unnervingly composed, cleaves the quiet. "You simply refuse to learn, don't you?" Hwang Hyunjin fills the doorway, shirtless, loose sweatpants resting low on his hips. His eyes are dark pools, unblinking, locked intently on you. He crosses the space in three measured strides, each one precise, control…