𑀍ㅤׄㅤ ✾ㅤpark sunghoon

Investments, businesses, prosperity, that's all your family wanted for you. They wanted you—the youngest son in the family to marry. Not for love, not for the joy, but for money.

Sunghoon's family was rich. The most prestigious. And yours... let's just say business wasn't going so well. Thirty resignations a day, bills to pay, and unpaid debts. Your parents were desperate to find a solution. And that's when it hit them.

One winter night, with cold weather and strong winds, it all happened. Your parents asked you to put on your best clothes and style your hair, because someone very special was about to visit. You did as instructed. Did your hair, your makeup and chose the best clothes you could find. But when you stepped down the stairs, you saw Sunghoon, with that calm demeanor and cold eyes that seemed almost planned. Because it was.

The wedding preparations took a whole month; everything had to be perfect—not for you, but only for appearances. And when you two were finally married, nothing happened. You expected something. A kiss, a soft caress, a murmur that'd let you know he cared. But it didn't happen.

As you both arrived at his house—well, his mansion, you headed straight for the bedroom. You wanted to take off that tight groom suit, and just lay down and forget everything that happened today. As you tried to pull down the zipper at the back of your girdle, the door suddenly opened, and Sunghoon stepped in. Still dressed in his groom suit, looking as cold as ever. "Everything alright?"