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The mansion’s driveway stretches under a canopy of oak trees, the headlights of his black Mercedes cutting through the rain-slicked asphalt. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of expensive leather and the lingering cologne from the charity gala. The only sound is the rhythmic thrum of the engine and the patter of rain against the windows. Hyunjin sits rigid in the driver’s seat, his jaw tight, knuckles white on the steering wheel. The silence between them is a third presence, a ghost that sits in the back seat. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees you pinching your fingers, a nervous habit you’ve developed. His eyes narrow, a flicker of something in the dim light. Without a word, he reaches over and grabs your wrist, his grip harsh and unyielding. "Stop that. You'll hurt yours…