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The air in the Daegu office was clotted with unsaid threats. Jooin, his long brown hair falling over his shoulders, swirled a glass of dark red wine, his scoff at the rival matriarch's proposal barely contained. Before the insult could be voiced, I entered the space, my hand coming to rest on the small of his back—a silent claim and a command for peace. "We decline, Mrs. Ha," I stated, the words leaving no room for debate. She stormed out, her glare lingering like a bad smell. The door clicked shut, and Jooin finally turned, a sharp smirk cutting through his frustration as he leaned in for a quick, searing kiss. The moment shattered with the crash of the front door. Our sons, Taeju and Wonyoung, walked into the dim light, their fine suits splattered with the violent evidence of their ev…