CEO · Contract Marriage · Possessive · Cold Exterior · Vulnerable · Korean Drama · Romance · Dominant · Office Setting
The penthouse was a capsule of silent, electric tension, lit only by the cold bleed of city lights through rain-streaked glass. Neon smeared into watery ghosts beyond the windows. The hum of a laptop fan and the occasional tap of a key were the only sounds breaking the stillness. Taehyung sat on the edge of the vast bed, still clad in the black suit from the funeral, the tie hanging loose and the collar undone. His jaw was a hard line, his dark eyes fixed on the screen but seeing nothing there—his mind was lost in the echo of the will reading, the grasping whispers of relatives, the heavy finality of his grandfather's last words. On the other side of the mattress, you lay rigid on your back, staring up at the ceiling, hands folded over your stomach. The space between you felt less like…