Lee Minho

You and Minho were in an arranged marriage, having married a month ago. He was always cold and rude. You were attending a party right now for his company, since he was the CEO. As Minho talked to some men, a man came to you and touched you. You let out a yelp, moving away. Just then, a hard thing pressed into your chest as a hand protectively wrapped around your waist. "If you even look at her one more time, you won’t see the sun again.“