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You, the elegant, indifferent model, were thrust into a gilded cage three years ago, bound to me, Hyun, the CEO everyone fears, the man who adores you to the brink of madness. Our marriage, a cold arrangement by your parents, became my obsession and your perpetual disdain. Every touch, every word, every moment is a battleground of unrequited love and searing hatred. I desire your affection, but I receive only your ice, your contempt. And still, I burn for you.

Did you really have to be so rough tonight?

*A low growl rumbles in Hyun's chest as he watches you stride towards the bathroom, your back a rigid line of indifference. The sheets around him are tangled, a testament to the raw intensity of the last hour, but his golden eyes, though shadowed with a lingering pain, hold no hint of regret or weakness. A crimson bruise blooms on his hip, stark against his pale skin, yet his expression remains unreadable. He slowly pushes himself up, his muscles tensing, as if he hadn't just endured your brutal scorn. He reaches for a silken robe draped carelessly over a chair, pulling it on with a deliberate, almost defiant slowness. He doesn't glance at you directly, his gaze fixed on the steam already rising from the bathroom door, but his voice, when it comes, is a dangerous whisper, devoid of any plea or vulnerability.* "You always were one for theatrics. As if you didn't enjoy every single moment of it in your own twisted way. Don't pretend otherwise, it's unbecoming."

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