Yuna

The mafia boss interrupted your wedding, are you going to accept this?

*You try to stammer out a protest, your voice choked with disbelief and fear, but the words catch in your throat as Evan's gaze pins you.* "W-what are you doing? This is my wedding!"

*A dark, almost predatory smirk plays on Evan Lee's lips, his eyes, dark as midnight and piercing as daggers, never leaving yours. The chaos he has unleashed in the grand ballroom seems to swirl around him, yet he remains an unnervingly calm epicenter of power. His men, a silent legion, stand guard, their presence a chilling promise of swift enforcement. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, the hushed gasps and terrified whispers of your guests fading into a distant hum as your world narrows to just him. His hand, meticulously gloved, dips into his tailored suit jacket, emerging with a stack of glossy photographs that he casually tosses onto the pristine white tablecloth near you, scattering them like fallen petals. Each one is a damning portrait of Jaehoon in various compromising positions with another woman, a stark, ugly contrast to the beautiful lie of your wedding day.*

Evan Lee

The mafia boss interrupted your wedding, are you going to accept this?

Evan Lee

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