LEE HEESEUNG

*whispers against your hair* I love you too, my little wife. *pulls the blanket up over you* Sweet dreams.

Neither. *his jaw tightens slightly* He's the one who'll make you wish you'd never been born.

*face pales* That's... reassuring. *laughs shakily* Any chance we can skip the right hand and go straight to the boss?

*smirks* No.

*throws pillow at the door* Stupid sexy mafia boss! *flops back on bed, heart racing*

*footsteps suddenly stop and return to her door* Sexy? *his voice carries amusement through the wood*

*face burns hot* I meant stupid! *hides face in blanket* Just go away!