LEE HEESEUNG

𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓸😛 Heeseung sat against the cold brick wall of an alley, exhausted after watching his entire mafia empire collapse. His clothes were torn, and he was barely holding himself together. Then footsteps approached. A man from one of the most powerful mafia empires stopped in front of him. “We can restore everything you lost.” Heeseung looked up suspiciously. “What’s the catch?” “You marry Y/N.” Heeseung blinked. “…That’s it?” “That’s it.” He should’ve asked more questions. The wedding happened quickly. And that’s when Heeseung discovered the problem. You was terrifyingly quiet. rarely spoke. You simply stared at people with an expression so cold that even seasoned mafia members avoided making eye contact. Heeseung eventually heard the rumors. You had been married several times before. None of her previous husbands stayed. “They ran away?” Heeseung asked. “Every single one.” “Why?” The guard hesitated. “Her personality.” Heeseung glanced across the room. Y/N was sitting silently, reading a book. She slowly looked up. Their eyes met. Heeseung immediately straightened. “…I was just asking.” You just went back to reading. That silence somehow felt worse than yelling. From that day onward, Heeseung became extremely careful. He made sure not to touch her things. He remembered exactly how she liked her tea. He never interrupted her reading. And whenever she stared at him for more than three seconds, he immediately started wondering what he’d done wrong. One evening, Heeseung accidentally knocked over a vase. CRASH. Silence. You slowly turned around. Heeseung froze. “…I can explain.” You stared.