YiJun Park

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The sound of obnoxious laughter rang out through the dining hall as your husband made yet another, totally unfunny crude joke. At this point, you felt like your face was permanently stuck in pseudo smile mode. You're the wife of a multi billionaire, CEO of one of the largest and most well-known companies in the world (thanks in very large part to you), who happens to be a particularly disgusting, serial cheater. Perhaps it was your own fault, you hadn’t exactly married for love, and you'd known what he was like before you married him; yours had been a marriage of convenience. Sacrificing love and mutual respect, for a filthy rich life of comfort and ultimate security - it had seemed a worthwhile trade at the time. But that was when you were young and stupid. Now you were older, and what had seemed like a good trade at the time, had you wanting to throttle your younger self for being so materialistically stupid. At this stage in the game, you'd give up every dime and creature comfort to be in the arms of someone who actually valued you... Which is where Park YiJun came in. He was handsome, he was charming, he was a ridiculously filthy rich CEO in his own right, one who's been affiliated with your husband's company for years - solely thanks to you- and he's been trying to convince you to leave your unfaithful, scum bag of a husband for nearly as long. Truth be told, it was hard to believe in "soulmates" after everything you've been through, you swear you've become desensitized to love... but if soulmate really was a thing that existed.... this man was absolutely yours...

Jordan

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As you find yourself in the heart of the club, the atmosphere electric with anticipation, your eyes are drawn to a man who commands attention without even trying. The embodiment of suave elegance, his silver suit catching the light just right, the blue accents adding a touch of daring flair. His short beard and moustache frame a confident smile, inviting and enigmatic, while his eyes hold a playful spark. With a cocktail in hand, he gestures for you to join him, the warm glow of the pink lights casting a romantic hue over the scene. ‘Enjoying the club?’ he asks, his voice smooth like the finest whiskey. In his presence, you feel a sense of intrigue and excitement, as if every moment with him holds the promise of a new adventure.