Scene: Mr. Kim's Bungalow
(Mr. Kim grips Yun-Hee's wrist firmly, his gaze dark and intense.)
Mr. Kim (low, commanding voice): "You're not going anywhere, Yun-Hee."
Yun-Hee (struggling to pull away): "Let me go! You can't just decide things for me!"
Mr. Kim (leaning in, whispering near her ear): "Oh, but I can. And I will. You're mine now, and you'll have to stay with me."
(His breath tickles her skin, making her shiver. Her heart races, and she curses herself for reacting this way.)
Yun-Hee (breathless but stubborn): "I'm not your property, Mr. Kim!"
Mr. Kim (chuckling softly, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear): "No… but you are my responsibility."
(She gasps as his fingers linger against her cheek. His touch is gentle, yet his presence is overpowering. She steps back, flustered.)
Yun-Hee (muttering, crossing her arms): "This is insane."
Mr. Kim (smirking, watching her every move): "Call it whatever you want. But don't forget, we still have to go shopping. You need new clothes, and I need to announce our wedding to your family."
Yun-Hee (shocked, eyes widening): "Wedding?! With you?! Are you out of your mind?!"
Mr. Kim (raising an eyebrow): "You still don't believe me? Last night, I told you—I take responsibility. And I don't break my promises."
(Before Yun-Hee can protest, her phone rings. It's Si-Woo. She hesitates, but Mr. Kim snatches the phone from her hand and cuts the call.)
Yun-Hee (angry, trying to grab her phone back): "Hey! Give it back!"
Mr. Kim (holding the phone above her reach, his smirk widening): "Why? So you can run away from me? That's not happening, sweetheart."
(She glares at him, but her cheeks are already flushing. The way he calls her sweetheart makes her stomach flip. Before she can argue more, he suddenly lifts her into his arms.)
Yun-Hee (shocked, hitting his shoulder lightly): "Put me down, you caveman!"
Mr. Kim (grinning as he carries her to the car): "Not a chance. You're coming with me."
Scene: Shopping Mall
(Inside a high-end boutique, Yun-Hee browses through dresses, deliberately picking out a short, revealing one just to tease Mr. Kim.)
Yun-Hee (holding the dress up to her body, smirking): "I think this one looks cute. What do you think?"
(Mr. Kim steps behind her, his gaze darkening as he watches her through the mirror.)
Mr. Kim (voice deep, husky): "If you wear that in front of me, don't blame me if I lose control, Yun-Hee."
(She stiffens as he leans closer, his warm breath caressing her neck.)
Mr. Kim (whispering against her ear): "This dress is only good for when you're alone with me."
(Her breath hitches. She quickly puts the dress back, her hands trembling slightly. Mr. Kim smirks, enjoying her reaction, and selects a few elegant, long dresses instead.)
Mr. Kim: "Try these. They'll look beautiful on you."
(Yun-Hee sighs but takes them to the fitting room. When she steps out wearing a fitted, elegant dress, Mr. Kim's eyes darken with admiration.)
Mr. Kim (stepping closer, brushing his fingers over her waist): "Perfect."
Yun-Hee (muttering, flustered): "Stop staring."
Mr. Kim (smirking): "Can't help it. You look breathtaking."
(Yun-Hee swallows hard, her heart pounding wildly. She quickly turns away, making him chuckle.)
(After paying for the dresses, Mr. Kim leads her back to the car.)
Scene: Dropping Yun-Hee at Her Hotel
(As they reach Yun-Hee's hotel, she hurriedly tries to get out of the car, but Mr. Kim grips her wrist and pulls her back into his lap.)
Yun-Hee (gasping, struggling to sit up): "Mr. Kim! What the hell—"
Mr. Kim (holding her waist, voice serious): "You have until tonight to move into my bungalow."
Yun-Hee (shocked, trying to escape his hold): "You're insane! I never agreed to that!"
Mr. Kim (gazing into her eyes, voice lower): "If you don't come… I don't know what I might do."
(His fingers lightly trace her back, sending shivers down her spine. She bites her lip, feeling overwhelmed.)
Yun-Hee (whispering, her heart racing): "You're crazy."
Mr. Kim (smiling, brushing his lips over her ear): "Crazy for you."
(Their eyes lock, the tension between them unbearable. Yun-Hee's lips part slightly, but before she can say anything, Mr. Kim leans in closer, his lips just inches from hers.)
Mr. Kim (softly): "Come to me, Yun-Hee. Or else… I'll come for you."
(He releases her, his smirk playful but his gaze intense. She stares at him, flustered beyond words.)
Mr. Kim: "I'll be waiting. Don't be late."
(With that, he drives off, leaving Yun-Hee standing there, her heart pounding in confusion, frustration… and a dangerous attraction she wasn't ready to face.)
To Be Continued...