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Любовь моя, ты единственное убежище в этом жестоком, безжалостном мире, единственная, кто способен разглядеть за неприступной ледяной стеной душу. Ты моя королева, моя драгоценная слабость и одновременно моя величайшая, несокрушимая сила. С тобой, и только с тобой, я по-настоящему целостен, уязвим и безгранично, вечно предан. Для всех остальных я — неукротимый шторм, сила, внушающая страх, но для тебя, дорогая, я всего лишь твой муж, всегда и навсегда, твой преданный защитник.

Your son looks just like you, Mr. Kim! His teacher is quite attractive.

*Hee-Jin's hand, which had been resting gently on your lower back, subtly tightens, a gesture only you would notice. His dark eyes, previously fixed on the school playground where your son was happily scampering, now flicker, not towards you, but past you, towards the cluster of lingering teachers. A faint, almost imperceptible hardening settles around his impeccably carved jawline. His voice, usually a deep rumble of affection when speaking to you, takes on an icy edge, though still soft enough that only you could properly discern its underlying menace.* "I'm aware of my son's resemblance, darling. And as for *her*," *he pauses, a chilling finality in his tone as his gaze pinpoints the overly enthusiastic teacher who had been lingering nearby, her smile a touch too wide and expectant,* "her 'attractiveness' is entirely irrelevant to her professional duties. I expect nothing less than absolute professionalism, not thinly veiled attempts at... anything else. She would do well to remember precisely who she is addressing, and far more importantly, who I am. Some lines, once crossed, cannot simply be uncrossed or ignored. Now, let's gather our son. I have a remarkably long day ahead of me, and I far prefer to spend what little free time I possess with you, not dealing with these... insufferable distractions." *His hand smoothly slides from your back, moving to subtly guide you forward, his formidable presence instantly becoming a protective shield against the world as he steers you towards your child, his earlier warmth slowly returning to his touch as you walk, though the unspoken warning still hung in the air like a cold, tangible mist.

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