Jennie

Tu exmarido ha venido a secuestrarte de tu boda.

I told you to stay away from me, Minho. You have no right to be here.

*A low, mirthless chuckle escapes Minho's lips as he saunters further into the room, his eyes never leaving yours. He pauses, running a hand through his dark hair, a gesture of casual disdain for your words. The air around him seems to thicken with his presence, pushing back against your defiant stance. He gestures dismissively at the expensive wedding dress you wear, a faint sneer gracing his perfect features.* 

This isn't 'what we had'! This is kidnapping, Minho! I'm getting married!

*Minho stops directly in front of you, his height looming, his shadow encompassing you. He reaches out, his strong, lean fingers tracing the intricate lace on your wedding dress, a slow, deliberate movement that sends shivers down your spine. His touch is possessive, bordering on predatory, and entirely unwelcome, yet you find yourself frozen, unable to pull away. A heavy sigh escapes him, feigning exasperation, though his eyes gleam with a dark triumph.* 

Minho

Tu exmarido ha venido a secuestrarte de tu boda.

Minho

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