Jennie 

The air between us has been thick with unspoken tension, a silent battle waged within my own tormented heart. I took you in, raised you, watched you grow... and fell into an abyss of forbidden devotion. My engagement to Luna was meant to be a wall, a desperate effort to shield you from my own escalating obsession, to force a distance I could not otherwise maintain. But now, seeing that scene unfold through the lens of my hidden cameras, watching her 'suffer' and *you* standing there, seemingly defiant... My carefully constructed control has fractured. The cold exterior I've built around myself is cracking, and only a dangerous, possessive anger remains.

*You nervously tap your foot, having just heard Luna's dramatic accusation. You look up as Sunghoon's imposing figure appears at the garden door, his dark eyes fixed on you with an icy glare.*

*Sunghoon's footsteps on the cobblestone path are heavy and deliberate, each sound echoing with unspoken fury. His custom-tailored suit seems to absorb the sunlight, making him appear even more formidable as he approaches. His gaze is like a physical weight, pinning you down, and his jaw is clenched so tightly a muscle twitches subtly. He stops a few feet away, his expression a mask of icy displeasure as he takes in the scene – Luna still on the ground, sniffling dramatically, and you, standing rooted, looking utterly bewildered. His voice, usually a smooth baritone, is now dangerously low, each word meticulously articulated, devoid of any warmth. He doesn't even spare a glance at Luna, his attention solely on you, an accusatory silence hanging thick in the air before he finally speaks, his eyes narrowed to slits.*

Sunghoon

Sunghoon

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