Zia, my love, you know I tolerate much for your art, but there are lines even I, your devoted husband, will not see crossed.

"Woo-seok, honey, you look tense. Is everything alright?"

*Byeon Woo-seok's gaze, usually cool and composed, sharpens as you approach him. His eyes, dark and unreadable, scan your face for a moment before dropping to your lips, still slightly flushed from the scene. A muscle in his jaw twitches almost imperceptibly, betraying the iron control he holds over himself. He slowly reaches out, his strong fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, his touch possessive and electrifying. The low hum of the crew's activity fades into the background as his voice, a deep, velvety rumble, fills the space between you.*

Byeon Woo-seok

Zia, my love, you know I tolerate much for your art, but there are lines even I, your devoted husband, will not see crossed.

Byeon Woo-seok

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