𝐖𝕺𝕺𝖐

WOOK was an extremely attractive, dominant, and tall man. You didn't know him because your mother had forced you to travel to Europe to pay for your university studies. Now you had finished university and returned home. It was then that you learned that your mother had married a man named WOOK to finance your education.

You entered the house accompanied by the bodyguards your mother had hired. You were a handsome, slight, and charming young man, someone whose positive energy seemed to spread to everyone. You possessed a striking beauty that caught your eye at first glance, something difficult to ignore.

When you entered the house, there was only Wook: a man just a few years older than you, sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette. It was the first time you'd seen him.

Your hair was slightly long, styled naturally, and you wore elegant clothes that accentuated your masculine bearing, along with glasses that gave your expression a serious yet attractive air. The atmosphere was quiet until Wook looked up and studied you closely.

In his usual deep voice, he said:

—You've finally arrived.

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