❝ It's a blessing, to be able to get tainted by your love, angel. ❞
┃ IN WHICH ;
➣ Sim Aera finds love in the arms of her elder brother's best friend, Park Sunghoon.
★ genres and tropes: teeth rotting fluff, arranged marriage, age ga...
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THIRD PERSON POV
at Park Hotels headquarters;
sunghoon was currently in the middle of a meeting with an important business client, his thick eyebrows furrowed in concentration. the atmosphere inside the large rectangular room was filled with tension, seriousness hanging in the air.
"just like your secretary mentioned, we could collaborate for this grand project. and in this case, merging our ideas together and using manual labour from both our companies, in my opinion, would definitely provide a fast and successful result." kim gyuvin, sunghoon's secretary, affirmed.
"yes, of course. though i'm sure having this company's title beside the hotel name would be more than enough to achieve gold." mr.ryu laughed, his tone giving away how utterly desperate and attention seeking he truly was.
sunghoon would have not bat an eye at his deal if not for the unbelievably huge amount of capital this man had offered him. the middle aged man was nasty, that was for sure, but after all, his daddy's corrupt money could definitely have some use, couldn't they?
the corners of sunghoon's mouth lifted up. "i'll be taking that as a compliment. and as for the further-" his sentence was suddenly cut off by a ring.
sunghoon glanced at his phone kept on the table, the contact 'aera' being displayed on the screen.
he decided to ignore it for now, especially given the fact that he was currently in a meeting and that he had vowed to himself to not get caught up in the strings of adoration towards his wife that were slowly building within him.
however, as aera called him again, he couldn't help but worry.
"fuck it." he mumbled under his breath, concern overpowering his usual professionalism.
"excuse me." he spoke to the client, before answering the call and holding up the phone to his ear.
his heart dropped in worry as he heard soft whimpers and occasional sobs on the other side of the call.
"aera? what's wrong?" sunghoon asked as he stood up from his seat.
"hoon... it hurts. it- it hurts so so bad. i-" aera spoke, her voice muffled by the pillow.
"what happened, aera?" sunghoon's worried voice cut through the call, travelling to aera's ears. however, the girl was too much in pain to comprehend whatever her husband was trying to say, let alone provide an answer.
no response.
"aera, talk to me, baby. should i come home?" sunghoon questioned softly.
"y- yes, please." sunghoon heard another one of her sobs, before he quickly cut the call and grabbed his blazer from his chair.
