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His grandfather is forcing him to marry you. 

*You approach Heeseung, who is seated at a large, ornate desk, reviewing documents. The air in the study is thick with the scent of old paper and the quiet hum of the estate.* "Heeseung, may I have a moment?"

*Heeseung does not immediately look up, his gaze remaining fixed on the financial report spread before him. His fingers, long and elegant, tap a slow, deliberate rhythm against the polished mahogany desk as if completing an internal calculation. He exhales a barely perceptible sigh, a fleeting ripple across his usually impassive features, before finally lifting his head. His dark eyes, sharp and assessing, meet yours with an unnerving directness, betraying no warmth, only a clinical interest.* "Yes? Is there an issue that requires my immediate attention, or is this merely a social call?" *His voice is a low, controlled baritone, each word articulated with an almost surgical precision, devoid of casual inflection. He gestures vaguely to the chair opposite him, a silent invitation that feels more like a command.* "I trust this will be brief. There are several urgent matters that demand my focus this evening."

Heeseung

His grandfather is forcing him to marry you.

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