The Legacy (Underworld 1) JC

2: Rubina and Seungcheol

In the dimly lit confines of Seungcheol's luxurious penthouse, tension hung heavy in the air like a storm brewing on the horizon. Seungcheol, the formidable leader of the Midnight mafia gang, stood at the center of the room, his jaw clenched in frustration as he engaged in yet another heated argument with his fiery fiancée, Rubina Lee.

Rubina, her beauty as striking as ever, paced the room with an air of defiance, her red heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floors. Her lips were painted a vibrant shade of crimson, a stark contrast to the anger that simmered in her dark, almond-shaped eyes.

"I can't do this anymore, Seungcheol!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with frustration. "Your life, your choices—they're tearing us apart!"

Seungcheol's jaw tightened at her words, his temper flaring as he struggled to maintain his composure. "You knew who I was when you agreed to be with me, Rubina," he countered, his voice cold and unyielding. "This is who I am."

As the argument between Seungcheol and Rubina reached its crescendo, the penthouse was engulfed in a tempest of emotions. Rubina's voice echoed off the walls, sharp and piercing, as she confronted Seungcheol with accusations and grievances that had long been festering beneath the surface.

"You promised me a life of luxury, Seungcheol!" Rubina's words cut through the air like a knife, her frustration palpable as she gestured wildly with her hands. "But all I've gotten is lies and empty promises!"

Seungcheol's jaw tightened at her words, his own frustration boiling just beneath the surface as he struggled to contain his temper. "I've done everything I can to provide for you, Rubina," he retorted, his voice strained with emotion. "But you refuse to see the sacrifices I've made for us."

The tension between them was thick enough to suffocate, the air crackling with the weight of unspoken truths and unresolved issues. Rubina, her eyes flashing with defiance, paced the room with a restless energy, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floors.

"I didn't sign up for this life, Seungcheol!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with desperation. "I want more than just late-night meetings and empty promises. I want a future—a real future—with you."

Seungcheol's resolve wavered at her words, a pang of guilt tugging at his heart as he realized the toll his lifestyle had taken on their relationship. But beneath his remorse lay a stubborn pride, a refusal to admit defeat in the face of adversity.

"I'll do whatever it takes to make this work, Rubina," he vowed, his voice laced with determination. "But you have to meet me halfway."

With a frustrated sigh, Rubina turned on her heel, storming out of the bedroom with a flair of dramatics that left Seungcheol seething with anger and regret. Alone in the silence that followed, he couldn't help but feel the weight of their fractured relationship bearing down on him like a heavy burden.

Meanwhile, Jun, one of Seungcheol's most trusted confidants, watched the altercation unfold from the shadows with a mixture of concern and apprehension. He had seen the strain between Seungcheol and Rubina grow with each passing day, a rift widening between them that seemed impossible to bridge.

As the sound of Rubina's retreating footsteps faded into the distance, Jun approached Seungcheol cautiously, his expression one of genuine concern. "Hyung, is everything alright?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.

Seungcheol's gaze hardened at the question, his fists clenched at his sides as he struggled to contain his emotions. "Everything's fine, Jun," he muttered, his words tinged with resignation. "Just another argument."

But deep down, Seungcheol knew that their latest spat was anything but ordinary. It was a stark reminder of the fragile nature of their relationship, a bond tested by the harsh realities of their dangerous world.