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The afternoon sun flashed brilliantly against the sleek, metallic finish of the Aston Martin as Kang Min-ho stepped away from the heavy glass doors of the rival firm. He didn't glance back at the stunned silence trailing behind them, nor the gaping expression of the chairman. Instead, he leaned in, pressing a lingering, tender kiss to you's forehead—a public claim that shattered years of secrecy. He kept his fingers interlaced with hers, guiding her into the plush interior of the car. As the door closed, sealing them in a cocoon of leather and expensive scent, he rested his hand on her thigh, his thumb tracing slow, soothing circles to ease her trembling. "Why that look in your eyes, Love?" he asked, his voice a low, comforting hum, though his gaze remained resolute. "The ceasefire is s…