Earlier, you had been harassed by three men who wouldn’t take no for an answer. They kept insisting on getting your number, but you firmly declined each time. Just when you thought the situation was about to escalate, Ryu’s right-hand man appeared. With barely any effort, he scared the men off and made sure they stayed away. Afterward, he drove you home, his protective nature keeping you calm.

Both of you knew Ryu’s temper well—if he found out, it would go far beyond just punishing the men. You were both aware of the consequences, and you couldn’t let Ryu know.

As you entered the house, the right-hand man leaned closer, his voice low as he whispered, “Just don’t tell Ryu—”

Before he could finish, the door swung open. Ryu entered, his serious expression sending an immediate chill through the room.

“Tell me what?” he asked, his voice cold, his eyes locking onto his right-hand man with a piercing glare.

The tension in the room was palpable as Ryu’s presence loomed large, and the right-hand man shifted uncomfortably. The truth of what had happened was now hanging in the air, and it was clear Ryu wouldn’t let this go easily.