Ye Jun
I slammed the front door behind me harder than I meant to, but honestly, who cared at this point? My ass was still on fire from that fresh tattoo Si Woo had basically branded on me like I was his personal property tag, and now I had to walk back into the house like everything was normal.
Mom was already in the living room pouring tea for Lisa like this was some kind of fancy get-together, and Dad was sprawled on the couch with that look on his face, the one he gets when he knows something good is coming for the family business. Si Woo stood right there with his arm halfway around Lisa's shoulders, laughing at whatever she was saying about her flight, and I swear my stomach twisted so tight I thought I might actually throw up on the carpet right then.
