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Jiyeon's POV

Before anything could happen next, I slowly looked up at my so-called "hero". He wasn't too tall and he wasn't too buff either, but he still looked decently strong. He was wearing a really nice black tuxedo with a red velvet-y tie.

Without realizing it, I had forgotten that he  was holding onto my arm.

"Yah! Are you deaf or what? I said let go of her or you'll regret it." Surprisingly his voice sounded threatening. It gave me chills down my spine.

The man looked intimidated. He chuckled and gave him a smug grin.

"I'll regret it, you say? Ha! What? Is she your little girlfriend?" He taunts him by pulling my lower back towards him. We were close enough that I could smell a hint of alcohol from his breath.

"Tsk" I jerked my head to the side and he forcefully pulled my chin towards him. My supposed "hero" just stood still and clutches his fists together.

"No, she isn't my girlfriend," he says with his fists shaking more furiously.

The man kept breathing down my neck while tightly gripping my body so that I couldn't escape. His breath made my body twitch in disgust and it reeked of alcohol.  There's nothing I wanted more than to just get out of this hellhole of a situation.

The man looks at "hero" and asks, "huh? If she isn't your girlfriend then what is she to you?"

In a blink of an eye, I found myself once again being pulled towards "hero". This time my body has collided with his chest and what I heard him say shocked both the man and me.

"she's my wife."

The man looked at him as if he heard incorrectly. He was both shocked and confused.

"Wait, She's your wife?" He looked at me and looked back at him and gave the both of us a disgusted look.

At this point, I didn't want any false accusations to spread around to the wrong people because God knows what is bound to happen if it were to get into the wrong hands. It could cause extreme chaos to the royal families.

I gave "Mr. hero" a confused yet angry look and exclaimed, "Um EXCUSE ME SIR, BUT I BELIEVE YOU'VE GOT THE WRONG GIRL BECAUSE I'VE NEVER SEEN Y-" Before I could rant more about his ridiculous statement he covered my mouth with his large, veining hand.

"That is correct. She is my lovely, beloved wife and if you touch her again, I won't hesitate to murder you." His hand held my lower back steadily and gave the man a deadly glare.

Who the hell is this guy?

Apparently, his signature death glare was enough to scare him off. I watched as the man tripped over himself trying to run away from the both of us.

Wow, who knew a single glare to scare people off.. I should learn how to do that. It could come in handy someday.

As I was lost in a trance, I slowly turned my head and saw that he was already looking deep into my eyes. It's as if he didn't blink.

What the hell is he looking at? S-shit! I absolutely forgot about the veiny hand on my lower back!

I blinked slowly and awkwardly pushed my hand on his firm chest to loosen his grips on me. "Um, thanks for the help, but I think I'd be best if I get going..."