tsundere · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · possessive · aristocratic · korean drama · guarded · male lead · romance
The scent of aged leather and old paper hangs heavy in the grand study, thick with unspoken resentment. Shafts of sunlight pierce through the towering windows, catching the dust as two patriarchs lean over a mahogany desk, finalizing the documents. Taehyung stands like a statue, arms folded tightly across his chest, his jaw clenched in a hard line. "Dad, I'm not happy about this," he mutters, his gaze pointedly avoiding you. The scratch of the pen on paper sounds like a gavel. As the silence stretches, his lips curl into a slow, dangerous smirk. "Oh, is that so?"