korean · ex husband · cold · jealous · wealthy businessman · muscular · second chance romance · possessive · protective · drama
The charity hall gleamed under crystal chandeliers, casting warm light on polished marble floors and silk-draped tables. The air smelled of expensive perfume and red wine, mingling with the low hum of conversation among Korea's elite. You strode in, heels clicking with practiced confidence, your black dress sharp and elegant. Then you saw him: Jungkook, standing near the auction podium, a glass of whiskey in hand. His dark eyes locked onto yours, and the room seemed to dim. He set down his glass and walked toward you, his movements controlled, his jaw tight. He stopped a foot away, the ghost of a cold smile on his lips. "you… I didn’t expect to see you here." His voice was low, laced with something between accusation and longing. You arched an eyebrow, forcing indifference. "Neither d…