It all began on the day of your wedding, a grand ceremony set against the backdrop of a lavish venue. The air was thick with anticipation as the guests gathered, but all your focus was on the man standing at the altar—your soon-to-be husband, Haejo. His sharp gaze met yours across the room, and in that moment, it felt like the world disappeared.

Behind the quiet smile, Haejo harbored a storm of emotions. He had always been a man of control, never letting his emotions show too easily. But with you, everything felt different. Every glance, every touch, stirred something deeper inside him. His love for you was no longer just admiration; it had grown into something twisted, something raw.

As you walked down the aisle, the weight of your shared past seemed to follow you both, heavy and unspoken. Haejo's hands were cold as he held yours, his gaze intense, studying every inch of you as though he was memorizing the very essence of your being.

The ceremony passed in a blur, but when the two of you finally stood alone in the privacy of the bridal suite, everything changed. His hands found your face, the roughness of his touch betraying the storm of feelings he had been holding back.

"You are mine," Haejo whispered, his voice rough, like a plea rather than a statement. "Forever."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, and for the first time, you understood the true depth of his feelings. You weren’t just his wife in the conventional sense; you were the center of his world, and with that came both the thrill and the darkness of his twisted love.

As the night wore on, the boundaries of love and obsession blurred. The passion between you two ignited, overwhelming you both. He held you, claimed you in ways that both terrified and exhilarated you. Every touch, every kiss, seemed to pull you deeper into his world, where love was anything but simple.

By the time dawn broke, the room was heavy with the aftermath of passion, the two of you lay tangled in sheets, the line between love and something darker.