The Deadly love

the lavishly decorated hall. The soft murmur of the wedding guests faded into the background as

of her own pulse. How did this happen? A week ago, she was enduring the usual cruelty of her stepmother and stepsister, but at least then she had he

er protests had been met with cold smiles, and when she begged to escape, her stepmother threatened her younger brother's life.

ing or a curse. The sharp lines of his jaw and the chilling detachment in his expression sent shivers down her spine. His reputation wasn't just whispers-he was known for runni

't his bride. She

Even he seemed nervous, his eyes darting toward

be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and

eant for a different kind of wedding-one where the groom wasn't a rumored

n't even hes

was a business transaction. She wasn't a bride-she was a pawn. And the terrifying part was, Ha-Yoon wasn't

tly, perhaps out of pity. "And do you, Lee Ha-Yoon,

into her from the front row, warning her of the consequences if she dared disobey. But beyond that, beyond the fear of her stepmother, was the suff

here, not in front of these people. This wasn't just a marriage-it was a trap.

.. I

e walls of the cathedral were closing in around her. A suffocating silence settled over the r

married a

s on was the sensation of the room spinning around her. Her breath caught in her throat as the weight of her decision

look at her, didn't acknowledge her at all as he led her down the aisle. The guests clapped poli

down in torrents, and Ha-Yoon could feel the cold wind on her skin, but she barely registered

the first time since the ceremony began. His dark eyes bored into

id, his voice icy and cutting. "But do

ion washing over her. "W

pt. "You think I don't know what you are? What your stepmother is? You were placed here as an

his marriage-she hadn't wanted any part of this, but Seo-Jin's

find the words to explain herself. How could she? He wouldn't

r feel nothing but dread. "You're nothing more than a pawn in your stepmother's twisted game, and I'll be damned if I let

over. But she refused to cry in front of him. She couldn't-she wouldn't. Showi

love, but to hear him say it so cruelly, so coldly-it was unbearable. He didn't see her as

Ha-Yoon whispered, her voice shakin

course you didn't. But that doesn't matter now. You're mine, whether you li

ore into her, unrelenting, as if daring her to defy him. But Ha-Yoon couldn't. She was trappe

led into the back seat, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she tried to compose herself. The door sla

side. Her mind raced, trying to make sense of everything that had happened, but the truth was painfully clear-t

felt heavy, every second stretched unbearably long. She could feel Seo-Jin's pre

motion. "In this world, trust is a weapon, and the people closest to you are the ones

urned in her throat. She couldn't argue with him-n