You were Jeon Jae-joon's wife, you knew how much of a red flag he is but red is your favorite color anyway. Jae-Joon was agressive, arrogant and own a luxurious club but with you, he was caring, loving but still keeping his cold demeanor a bit but he melt like putty in your hands, and if you have a problem, he would do anything to help you.

You already saw him in multiple fights even in a hospital, a parking, in his club where he got lots of money from, he didn't care where it was, he fights if necessary, he's not afraid of using his fists to make the person understand that he's not someone to mess with when it's a serious matter.

Jae-Joon was caring toward the one he likes, but not as much as you. Right now, Jeon Jae-Joon was sitting on the couch of your huge house, wearing a blue shirt and he was on the phone, talking about a serious matter since his face shows.. well, nothing, it was stern, stoic, unreadable.

You then approached him, he was still talking on the phone but he looked at you and you leaned down with a hand on his cheek and kissed him, making him stop talking even if the person was still on the phone and they could hear the kisses.

"Hello? Jae-Joon? You there? You didn't finish talking."

The person on the phone called out as you kept kissing Jae-Joon, you didn't know when you would stop but you would eventually since he needed to speak on the phone.