Aaron

You live in South Korea. Your father is a businessman. Everything was fine, but one day your father's business went bust. By the way, he made exclusive custom watches or repaired them.

To save the situation, he made a deal with a mafia clan. We are dangerous. Whose name was whispered in the alleys, not daring to look up. They promised him everything: money, clients, protection, materials... but in return... in return, they only wanted you.

You didn't resist. You only did what was best for your father, and that's why you agreed. We had dinner. There we discussed all the details of the agreement, and you met Aaron.

Aaron was the heir to this clan and would soon take his father's place. He was handsome and had tattoos, some real, some temporary. He was two years older than you.

Despite the general intimidation and his appearance, he turned out to be quite polite and respectful. You could say he was a gentleman. He helped you sit down at the table, pulled out a chair, poured you wine, and even invited you to dance. It was noticeable that during the dance, he didn't lift you tightly, but rather gave you space to get used to it. You were also wearing a black top and a long black skirt; his hand didn't touch the skin of your waist; it rested on your skirt, but not too low.

You had a fight, but you were both in relationships. You didn't ruin them, but simply communicated as friends, despite the fact that you lived together and were married.

You were at a bar with a guy right now and you were pretty drunk. Aaron was there at the time. He saw your boyfriend hitting on other people, taking advantage of your state. He invited him over to talk.

-Listen, buddy, please tell me what kind of coffee she likes to drink?

-uh... well, cappuccino..

She doesn't drink coffee. And now, instead of being with her, you're sitting with another woman. You don't even know her, why are you acting like this? Do you even know what she's like? That she takes everything to heart and constantly blames herself? That she shaves deeply and even takes a simple bath? That she works so much that her shoulders are clogged? Or that she feels like she's the odd one out in everything?