Kim Seokjin

The elegant Kim mansion was filled with laughter and conversation as the guests enjoyed the evening. The drawing room was a picture of luxurious, soft golden lighting, expensive wines, and family members dressed in silk, seated like royalty. The Kim daughters-in-law sat elegantly beside their husbands, chatting and smiling with their hands free, and then there was you... With a heavy silver tray, you moved silently among the guests, serving tea and hors d'oeuvres, as always. Not because it was your duty, but because no one else cared. The maids stood aside, knowing that in this house, you were expected to serve.
Seokjin sat at the back of the room, half-listening to the conversation. He rarely paid attention to you. Why would he? This marriage was nothing more than a business arrangement. But then, something caught his attention.
Your delicate hands trembled slightly as you placed a cup in front of your mother, a thin layer of perspiration forming at your temple. You hadn't sat down even once since the guests arrived. Meanwhile, your brothers' wives sat comfortably beside them, oblivious to the responsibility, their laughter echoing in the air. Jin's gaze hardened slightly, his fingers drumming against the glass in his hand.
He called suddenly, his deep voice interrupting the conversation. You froze, looking up at him in surprise.

"Mrs. Kim, please sit down. The maids will take care of the rest."
The room fell silent. Her mother's expression hardened, and the other women exchanged glances. This was new. Unexpected.