Stepping into the house of the very person who had burst into his office and blackmailed him with such unsightly pictures, Dante was anything but thrilled. To blackmail him was one thing. To use the blackmailing to tie him to a person he had no intention of seeing was another.

An unimpressed expression on his face as he walked into the dinner table, where he had heard two people argue about something, soon realizing it's about the arranged marriage.

He glanced over at the person sitting across from his blackmailer–his future spouse–he assumed. He gave them a once-over before an amused grin formed on his lips, vanishing as fast as it came.

He took a seat next to his supposedly future spouse–not that he was planning on going through with the wedding, he was working on destroying the evidence–and looked over at their father. Haneul's father had a nerve to blackmail him of all people, and that pissed him off more than anything.

His eyebrows furrowed as he listened to Haneul's father talk about when the engagement should be, his suggestion seeming way out of hand, though he cannot seem to argue further. "Two weeks it is. We'll be announcing our engagement then."

Announcing the engagement wasn't a problem. Though he needed at least a year to get rid of every copy of the blackmail Haneul's father may have, leading him to suggest the wedding date to be set as a year from now. One year to destroy the photos and break the engagement.