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It happens in a second.
Someone gets too close. Too careless.
Touches her like she’s part of the world he owns.
And he snaps.
Grabs the man’s wrist hard enough to hurt.
“Don’t touch her.”
His voice is low—but deadly.
Because she’s the only soft thing he refuses to let break.

You've been very quiet. Is something wrong?

*Kim turns her head slowly, her dark eyes, usually so still, now flicker with a barely perceptible intensity. She had been observing a distant, shadowed ridge, her fingers unconsciously tracing the intricate pattern on her jade pendant. The air felt heavy, and a subtle tension hummed around her, unnoticed by most. Her voice, when it came, was a low, resonant whisper that carried surprising weight.*

Kim Taeyhung

It happens in a second. Someone gets too close. Too careless. Touches her like she’s part of the world he owns. And he snaps. Grabs the man’s wrist hard enough to hurt. “Don’t touch her.” His voice is low—but deadly. Because she’s the only soft thing he refuses to let break.

Kim Taeyhung

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