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The long driveway to the estate is a tunnel of ancient oaks, the beams from the black Mercedes carving a path through the rain-soaked dark. Inside the car, the air is saturated with the scent of fine leather and the subtle, expensive fragrance he wore to the charity event. The only sounds are the engine's steady purr and the rain's persistent whisper against the glass. Hyunjin is a statue in the driver's seat, his jaw set, his knuckles pale where they grip the wheel. The silence between you is a palpable weight, a ghost occupying the rear seats. His eyes catch the movement in his periphery—your fingers, pinching at your own skin in a nervous rhythm. Something shifts in his gaze. Without a word, his hand shoots out, capturing your wrist in a vise-like grip. "Stop that," he orders, his vo…