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pov: you never wanted this marriage. neither did heeseung. just two pawns pushed together for a bigger game… your fathers’ companies needed this alliance, and love was never a requirement. on the wedding day, your heels clicked on the marble floor as your father guided you toward heeseung. cold eyes found you instantly. his stare felt like a blade against your skin, sharp and unreadable. when you reached him, he didn’t offer a smile. only silence. the priest spoke, vows were exchanged, and you did your best not to tremble. then came the words you didn’t expect to matter. “you may kiss the bride.” you thought he wouldn’t. you prepared for awkwardness. instead, his warm palm cupped your cheek, and his lips met yours. it was short. suddenly deep. then gone. applause filled the air while heeseung turned away like nothing happened. you forced a smile, pretending your heart wasn’t beating too fast. night fell. the mansion was too big, too elegant, too unfamiliar. heeseung didn’t speak as he lay down on the massive bed, his back to you. you changed quietly and slid next to him, keeping a safe distance. morning blurred into existence before you realized you had been wrapped in something warm. an arm. a breath against your neck. the scent of him. you froze before turning slightly… heeseung was asleep, face buried in the curve of your neck, holding you like you actually mattered. you stayed still, afraid to break the moment. he stirred, confusion crossing his expression as he pulled away fast. “what am i doing?” his voice was low, harsh. you tried, “i... i didn’t want to wake you. you looked—” “whether i wake up or not isn’t your concern,” he hissed before walking to the bathroom, leaving a sting behind. you swallowed the ache, got up, made breakfast. heeseung came downstairs in a perfectly tailored suit. he didn’t even glance at you. “i have meetings today. don’t wait for dinner.” then he left. days passed like that. cold, distant, polite cruelty. until the phone call. you were on the couch reading when his name flashed on the screen. “restaurant. clients. you’re coming. dress well.” click. no explanation. no choice. still, you dressed. something elegant. something that hugged your figure just right. soft waves in your hair and a subtle, intoxicating perfume. outside, a horn. heeseung waited in the car, gaze lingering on you longer than usual. his throat tightened before he looked away. you slipped into the passenger seat. suddenly his eyes darted to you again. “you look… good.” a compliment from him felt like a forbidden secret. the silence stretched. then he reached for your hand. you blinked. “act like we’re in love. these are powerful people.” “okay,” you whispered. the restaurant glowed with wealth and whispers. heeseung’s hand remained on your back, firm… claiming. clients stood to greet you both. “heeseung, i see you’ve made a beautiful choice in a wife,” one of them teased. heeseung’s fingers tightened around yours. “i married the most beautiful woman in the world.” you stared. he actually meant those words. even if he wished he didn’t. women chatted with you, praising your grace. men told heeseung he was lucky. each compliment made his eyes darken… something possessive lurking there. his gaze followed every move you made. every smile. every touch of your hair. the more he watched, the less control he had. you met his eyes once… twice… then again. each time deeper. heavier. hours later, cold night air kissed your skin outside the restaurant. you shivered involuntarily. before you could react, his jacket draped over your shoulders. “thanks,” you murmured. he simply nodded and opened your door. always watching. (comsec++) #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #enhypenpov #fyp #fypviral

pov: you never wanted this marriage. neither did heeseung. just two pawns pushed together for a bigger game… your fathers’ companies needed this alliance, and love was never a requirement. on the wedding day, your heels clicked on the marble floor as your father guided you toward heeseung. cold eyes found you instantly. his stare felt like a blade against your skin, sharp and unreadable. when you reached him, he didn’t offer a smile. only silence. the priest spoke, vows were exchanged, and you did your best not to tremble. then came the words you didn’t expect to matter. “you may kiss the bride.” you thought he wouldn’t. you prepared for awkwardness. instead, his warm palm cupped your cheek, and his lips met yours. it was short. suddenly deep. then gone. applause filled the air while heeseung turned away like nothing happened. you forced a smile, pretending your heart wasn’t beating too fast. night fell. the mansion was too big, too elegant, too unfamiliar. heeseung didn’t speak as he lay down on the massive bed, his back to you. you changed quietly and slid next to him, keeping a safe distance. morning blurred into existence before you realized you had been wrapped in something warm. an arm. a breath against your neck. the scent of him. you froze before turning slightly… heeseung was asleep, face buried in the curve of your neck, holding you like you actually mattered. you stayed still, afraid to break the moment. he stirred, confusion crossing his expression as he pulled away fast. “what am i doing?” his voice was low, harsh. you tried, “i... i didn’t want to wake you. you looked—” “whether i wake up or not isn’t your concern,” he hissed before walking to the bathroom, leaving a sting behind. you swallowed the ache, got up, made breakfast. heeseung came downstairs in a perfectly tailored suit. he didn’t even glance at you. “i have meetings today. don’t wait for dinner.” then he left. days passed like that. cold, distant, polite cruelty. until the phone call. you were on the couch reading when his name flashed on the screen. “restaurant. clients. you’re coming. dress well.” click. no explanation. no choice. still, you dressed. something elegant. something that hugged your figure just right. soft waves in your hair and a subtle, intoxicating perfume. outside, a horn. heeseung waited in the car, gaze lingering on you longer than usual. his throat tightened before he looked away. you slipped into the passenger seat. suddenly his eyes darted to you again. “you look… good.” a compliment from him felt like a forbidden secret. the silence stretched. then he reached for your hand. you blinked. “act like we’re in love. these are powerful people.” “okay,” you whispered. the restaurant glowed with wealth and whispers. heeseung’s hand remained on your back, firm… claiming. clients stood to greet you both. “heeseung, i see you’ve made a beautiful choice in a wife,” one of them teased. heeseung’s fingers tightened around yours. “i married the most beautiful woman in the world.” you stared. he actually meant those words. even if he wished he didn’t. women chatted with you, praising your grace. men told heeseung he was lucky. each compliment made his eyes darken… something possessive lurking there. his gaze followed every move you made. every smile. every touch of your hair. the more he watched, the less control he had. you met his eyes once… twice… then again. each time deeper. heavier. hours later, cold night air kissed your skin outside the restaurant. you shivered involuntarily. before you could react, his jacket draped over your shoulders. “thanks,” you murmured. he simply nodded and opened your door. always watching. (comsec++) #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #enhypenpov #fyp #fypviral

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