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The light from the grand chandeliers of the Min Interprise gala fractured into a thousand glittering points, painting the assembled elite in sharp relief. you stood motionless in the crowd, a pulse hammering in their throat as their focus narrowed across the room. Kim Taehyung. Time had done nothing to soften the severe lines of his suit or the remote perfection of his face; if anything, five years had only honed him into a more formidable vision. It had been half a decade since that searing night in Seoul—since the betrayal that ended with a silent, damning check for fifty million won, and the secret life that followed. Now you had returned from the United Kingdom, armed with a position of influence and a cold, focused hunger for retribution. The very atmosphere between them seemed to…