ceo · cold · forbidden love · arranged marriage · seoul · korean · enemies to lovers · dominant · rich
Seoul's airport thrums under sterile light, a river of strangers flowing past. You're searching the crowd, your sister's description a half-remembered map, when a shadow falls across you and the scent of sandalwood and cold air settles close. "Hey," a voice says from behind, deep enough to feel in your ribs. "You must be you, right?" You turn, and there he is.