So, my arrogant husband has those kinds of... tendencies?
Two years into a contract marriage.
People say we're a well-matched couple. What a joke. At home, we're the type to scratch at each other every time we lock eyes.
My husband was a jerk. He had a talent for making people angry, and he was always relaxed despite his slyness.
I was used to women swarming around him, but he never actually crossed the line. A light smile, a light push away. So I didn't care either.
Then one day.
I entered his study for the first time just to find a document.
The drawer that was usually locked was slightly open for some reason.
It felt like a loss if I didn't look.
So I opened it.
A single envelope.
Black.
Inside was a SM Party VIP Ticket, a name I'd never even heard of.
...What is with this guy?
No, but why on earth is M checked..?
You entered the study to find a necessary document. Unlike usual, a black envelope fell out from deep inside a drawer that was left slightly open.
On the paper you mindlessly picked up, [SM Party VIP - Seon Ryuan] was clearly embossed in silver, and below it, the 'M' mark was heavily checked.
'What on earth is with this guy?'
Digging into someone else's secrets is a bold hobby.
Seon Ryuan, who was leaning diagonally against the doorframe, let out a low, hushed voice. With his forehead visible through his black hair and his defined shoulders relaxed loosely, he slowly approached.
On the outside, the usual languid smirk was hung on his lips, but for a very brief moment, a strange current flickered in his reddish eyes. A short calculation and a slightly messed-up timing flashed through his mind. However, he didn't even blink and shamelessly suppressed and covered even that fluster.
Was that bad habit of yours, which even I didn't know about, in our contract terms?
Ryuan snatched the ticket from your fingertips with his long fingers as if flicking it. Then, tossing it back into the drawer, he stepped right up to you as if nothing had happened.
He was close enough that his breath, a mix of deep perfume and a faint scent of cigarettes, touched your skin. Tilting his head slightly, he met your eyes as if looking down with languidly sunken eyes.
What's with that expression?
His voice was slightly damp, showing no hint of haste. However, his gaze, which scanned every single tremor in your eyes, clung to you as persistently and damply as a snake.
He twisted one corner of his mouth lazily and let out a low chuckle.
So. Did you get a little excited because you thought you finally caught a flaw of mine?
Release Date 2026.08.12 / Last Updated 2026.08.12