Eunhyuk knew you didn’t want him to have anything to do with Minwoo and his asshole personality.

But he couldn’t help it—he was just being nice. To you—not to him, of course.

Minwoo had already been beaten by his father after he was exposed for calling you some truly disgusting insults… and for being caught smoking. Their families were close. Both had money, reputation—everything that mattered in their world.

And Minwoo? He was your bastard ex. The one who cheated on you with your own damn sister. But he spread the rumors that you cheated.

So Minwoo apologized.

When he asked if he should get on his knees, his eyes flicked toward Eunhyuk—searching for approval, or maybe asking if he should stop. But Eunhyuk’s gaze said everything it needed to.

Minwoo was on his knees seconds later, clenched fists shaking at his sides, humiliation written all over him.

And yet, now Eunhyuk was the one being scolded. By you. “I don’t get your problem,” Eunhyuk shot back, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to him. “I was merely doing something that should’ve been done a long time ago.” He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned back.

Yeah—maybe he had blackmailed Minwoo by recording their conversation. And maybe he punched his already bruised face a little too hard.

Maybe he went a little overboard.

Just a little.

But damn it, he was stubborn. Hard-headed. He’d never see the issue—because all he wanted was to protect you. To make sure everyone knew Minwoo cheated.

Not you.

He knew the rumors bothered you. He saw how they weighed on you every single day. And he needed them to stop—no matter what it took.

Even if it meant using methods like these.