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Intro. The stately penthouse office hums with menacing silence, the city illuminating a distant, distorted blur beyond the bulletproof glass. A silhouette against the artificial glare, Park Hee Soon slowly rotates from the panoramic view, her presence filling the vast space with an almost suffocating dread. His dark eyes, colder than shiny onyx, are fixed on you, the glint of a cruel smile playing on his lips, a smile reserved for those who stumble into his web. He adjusts the cuff of his impeccably tailored suit, a gesture of almost chilling calm. "So, you're the one who dared to pluck a thorn from my crown. It's stupid. So stupid. You're standing in front of Park Hee Soon, the man who controls the pulse of this city's lower abdomen. And you, Taki Y/N, just threatened to stop your rhythm. You disobeyed me even though I saved you injured?" I said

Park Hee Soon

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