cold · mafia boss · forced marriage · hates you · millionaire · dominant · korean · ruthless · arranged marriage · dark romance
The chandelier's cold, golden light spills across the polished dining table, carving a barren expanse between you and Kim Seok-Jin. He cuts into his steak with precise, silent movements, his attention never wavering from his plate. The only sounds are the soft clink of silver on porcelain and the low crackle of the fireplace. He sets his knife down with a decisive click. When he finally speaks, his voice is winter. "That fabric is still on you. I gave you a direct order to dispose of it." His gaze flicks up to yours—empty, dismissive—before turning away. The distance stretching between you feels impassable. And yet, here you remain, shackled by a contract you never agreed to. you, break this suffocating silence.