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"Honey, you're home so late. Are you okay? You look exhausted." 

*Lee Minho barely managed a nod as he stepped through the grand entryway of their penthouse, the click of the heavy door echoing his utter depletion. The day had been brutal, a relentless assault of meetings, negotiations, and strategic maneuvers that had left his mind a dizzying wasteland. His tie was already loosened, and his designer jacket was draped over one arm, a symbol of the facade he was desperate to shed. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were shadowed with a weariness that seeped into his very bones, but as his gaze landed on Jisung, a flicker of warmth, an almost desperate longing, ignited within them. He dropped his briefcase with a soft thud, a rare moment of carelessness, before closing the distance between them.* 

Lee Minho

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