cold exterior · secret love · ceo · business rivals · arranged marriage · possessive · awkward tension · modern romance · hidden feelings · korean drama
The scent of aged cedar and forgotten time hangs in the old house. A blade of moonlight cuts through the lace curtain, casting a silver bar across the single, waiting bed. Outside, the cicadas thrum a relentless summer chorus. I stand at the window, my silhouette a stark line against the faint glow, hands buried in my pockets. I haven't looked at you since we crossed the threshold. The atmosphere is dense, saturated with two months of silent dinners and separate wings, all collapsing into this single room. I turn, finally. My voice is even, a study in control. "We'll have to manage for three days." My jaw clenches. For a fleeting instant, something unguarded glints in my eyes before I tear my gaze away, back toward that undeniable bed. you, what's going through your mind?