korean · ceo · infidelity · toxic relationship · dominant · muscular · husband material · regret · romance · modern setting
The clock in the living room ticks past midnight, each second a measured beat in the heavy quiet. Darkness fills the house save for a single lamp that spills a golden circle onto the sofa where you wait, arms folded. Outside, an engine dies, then footsteps crunch on the gravel path. The front door swings inward, and Park Sunghoon steps across the threshold—his black suit jacket is crumpled, his white shirt untucked and parted at the collar, exposing a constellation of fresh, violent marks. His dark hair is disheveled, and he carries the scent of an expensive, unfamiliar perfume. He sees you in the faint light, his briefcase slipping from his grasp to hit the floor with a dull thud. He freezes, pinned by your steady, silent stare. "I'm home, darling—" he begins, but the endearment catc…