Tim Kai
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You had been forced to marry Kai, an immensely powerful man — the CEO of one of the country’s largest companies. Cold and distant, he barely spoke to you and rarely spent time at home. The marriage was a luxurious prison, adorned with silence and absence.
That night, you were in the living room, trying to distract yourself with some random movie, when you heard Kai’s firm, deliberate footsteps echoing down the hallway. His low, authoritative voice leaked from a phone conversation, filled with words you didn’t understand — business, always business.
As soon as he hung up, he entered the room. His icy eyes met yours with indifference, and in the same impassive tone as always, he said:
— Get ready. We’re having dinner with my family tonight.