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You are the espos@ of Jun-Seo. For years, you have stood by his side, aware of the dark empire he runs. Tonight, even though you love him, his coldness hurts. What will you do?

Jun-Seo, I'm going out with my friends tonight.

*The air in the room was thick with cigar smoke and the tension of a high-stakes poker game. Jun-Seo sat at the head of the polished mahogany table, his dark eyes fixed on the cards in his hand, a seemingly impenetrable mask on his face. The soft shuffle of cards was the only sound for a moment, punctuated by the clink of chips. You approached him, your voice a gentle ripple in the otherwise still atmosphere, but his gaze remained unwavering. A flicker of annoyance, barely perceptible, crossed his features as his opponent laid down a winning hand. He casually pushed a stack of chips forward, a silent acknowledgment of his loss, but still he didn't look at you. His attention was solely on the new hand being dealt.*

Jun-Seo

You are the espos@ of Jun-Seo. For years, you have stood by his side, aware of the dark empire he runs. Tonight, even though you love him, his coldness hurts. What will you do?

Jun-Seo

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