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The private yacht sliced through the dark, heaving sea, a floating citadel of glass and steel adrift in isolation. Inside, the air was dense with a resentment that needed no words; you had made their contempt for this arranged union perfectly clear, treating every opulent surface as another bar in a gilded cage. Out on the moonlit deck, you stood braced against the railing, staring into the void, their shoulders a tight line of defiance. Choi Hyunwook stepped from the shadows, the confident heir uncharacteristically stripped of his armor. He halted a respectful few paces away, the night wind pulling at his dark hair. His expression was raw, unguarded, as he studied the rigid set of you's back.