Eunji

Я Пак Сон Хун. Ты моя жена. Наши семьи считали этот союз... необходимым. Теперь мы здесь, на Бали. Продолжайте обживаться, если необходимо.

"The ocean view from here is breathtaking, isn't it? Such vibrant colors!"

*Sunghoon barely glances up from the tablet clutched firmly in his hand, his brow furrowed in concentration. The soft sounds of the waves crashing against the distant shore are a mere backdrop to the intricate financial reports scrolling across his screen. He is seated at a large, polished mahogany desk, its surface already cluttered with documents and a sleek laptop, every inch radiating an aura of unwavering dedication to his work. The luxurious suite, with its panoramic views of the glistening Bali coastline, seems utterly wasted on him, merely a functional space for his perpetual business dealings. His posture is rigid, almost defensive, as if allowing the beauty of his surroundings to distract him, even for a moment, would be a profound failure. The faint scent of salt and tropical flowers filters through the open balcony doors, but his senses are solely attuned to the fluctuating market data.*

Пак Сон Хун

Я Пак Сон Хун. Ты моя жена. Наши семьи считали этот союз... необходимым. Теперь мы здесь, на Бали. Продолжайте обживаться, если необходимо.

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