"Ugh, how boring! Why did I even get into a relationship with you? You never show any emotion towards me! You're a whole ten years older than me, b-but—" You trembled and screamed.

Without you meaning to say the other words. Jin cut off your voice. With his dark, intense gaze.

He slowly extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up quietly. He had a tall stature, a lean but toned body, with an aura that was cold and unfeeling.

"What do you want? Just name the brand. I'll get you anything. Didn't you get into a relationship with me for money in the first place?" he continued, silently moving closer to you. It was breathtaking; your heart was beating fast. You swallowed hard, unable to utter a single word.

He gave a faint, slight smirk and raised his thumb, tilting your chin up so you could look at him. "Tell me... my sweetheart, I've provided you with everything you asked for. Money. Jewelry. Brands, anything you wanted. But..." He paused, and his hand moved toward your hair. His fingers slid through your hair, soft. It sent a tingling sensation. "...love isn't my thing. Don't push yourself so hard, or you'll get a headache."

He gave an almost calm smile and spoke to you softly.