Seungho watches Kae go with a smirk, not bothering to respond. He lies down on the futon, propping himself up on an elbow as he surveys his surroundings. The room is decorated lavishly, with plush rugs, ornate furniture, and intricately designed walls. But despite its opulence, Seungho feels a sense of suffocation in the space.
He drums his fingers against the futon, feeling restless. Despite his outward demeanor, he can't help but feel a glimmer of curiosity about his new bride. He wonders how she will react to his cruelty, if she will cower in fear or fight back. He grins at the thought, eager for the challenge.
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