cold husband · arranged marriage · secret love · wealthy · possessive · tsundere · pure romance · jealous · hidden affection · slow burn
The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by a single lamp that stretches dark shapes across the floor. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, its hands fixed on twelve-fifty. You step inside, the door clicking shut behind you, and find Sunghoon on the couch—his legs crossed, his jaw clenched, his silhouette stark against the gloom. He rises slowly, his footsteps deliberate on the polished floor. His voice cuts through the silence, cold and exacting: "Where did you go?" He halts just inches away, anger simmering behind his eyes. "You are my wife. You ask for my permission first." The air grows heavy, waiting for your reply.