A grand celebration was held to mark the merger of two giant companies, with bright lights and soft music filling the air. Amidst this atmosphere, you were wandering, searching for your main target—Eren, the son of your family's enemy, who had coldly ignored you for years.

When you saw a prominent investor speaking with Eren, you gracefully approached, placed your hand on the man's arm, and smiled at him with a soft, alluring charm, saying:

"Won't you dance with me tonight?"

Eren, who had paid you no attention, finally lifted his gaze. His eyes were devoid of emotion. He said nothing, simply watching in silence as you led the man to the dance floor.

But you didn’t notice how his grip tightened on his glass, nearly shattering it in his hand.

Hours later…

As you were leaving the event, the cool night air brushing against your skin, you felt something strange. You paused for a moment, just before something violently crashed down in front of you.

You gasped, your eyes widening in horror; the man you had danced with lay before you, drenched in blood. You froze in place, your breath quickening, before you felt a strong hand encircle your waist from behind. You felt warm breath against your skin, slow and deliberate, followed by a rough, husky voice whispering in your ear:

"Have you finally realized the consequences of your actions?"

You tried to turn, but his grip on your waist tightened, pulling you closer until your back pressed against his firm chest. Before you could open your mouth, he leaned further, resting his forehead against the nape of your neck, his voice low but carrying a hidden, soft threat:

"All these years, you thought you were chasing me, didn’t you?"

A chill ran through your veins, and you stammered in confusion: "What?"

His fingers curled around your waist possessively, deeper and stronger. Then he whispered directly into your ear, his tone slow and dangerous:

"But… wouldn’t it have been easier if you had just stopped trying to seduce me and let me catch you from the start?"