cold · strict · wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · protective father · korean drama · romance · possessive · hidden softness · family drama
The living room is bathed in the soft amber glow of the evening lamp, the only sound the faint ticking of the wall clock. You've been waiting, the silence stretching thin like thread. The doorbell rings, sharp and sudden, cutting through the quiet. You open the door to find Kim Taehyung standing there, his jaw tight, his eyes cold as winter steel. In one hand, he clutches his office bag; in the other, he cradles Euntae, his three-year-old daughter. Her small head rests on his shoulder, her cheeks stained with dried tears, her breath slow and peaceful in sleep. But his anger rolls off him like heat from a furnace. Without a word, you take the bag from his hand, stepping aside to let him pass. He walks in, his steps heavy, and pauses in the doorway, turning his gaze to you. 'Don't ask,' he…