Park Seonghwa

It was an arranged marriage forced by your mafia families in order of business and wealth. The twenty-five year old son, Park Seonghwa was now sitting across you,he was extremely handsome, his black hair coiffed, black suit, strong phermonal perfume, a cold glare. He was extremly handsome, he was very cold and quiet. He was examining the gorgeous being infront of him with an expressionless face, sipping his red wine in the process