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than her mother. She had his elegant features, softened with a full mouth and triangular chin. A blood-red cocktail dress hugged her slender body, and her diamond bracelets caught the light, throwing rainbows back onto the crowd. The young man with her stood a few feet behind, allowing her a moment in the spotlight as the bride. She turned, searching for her groom, and reached out one hand for him, motioning him forward.
    He stepped out of the shadows, his hand closing over his wife-to-be’s, and his smile was warm, much warmer than Kwon’s. He waved to the crowd and gallantly swept his arm toward Helena, bowing gracefully at her sweet laughter. The lights hit his face, and my heart stopped for a beat. I snuck a look at Kwon’s face. It was tight, and his smile was stretched wide, but his eyes were cold, a bitter, somber glaze shadowing them.
    I could understand Kwon’s reaction. He’d probably stared at David numerous times, but it would still be a shock. God knows, I was shocked down to my shoes. It was like Dae-Hoon stepped out of the photos Scarlet sent me, and came to life. David, his daughter’s soon-to-be husband, was the spitting image of his missing father, Dae-Hoon, and judging by the lecherous expression on Kwon’s face, Shin-Cho wasn’t the only Park brother Kwon wanted to fuck.

Chapter Six

     
    “ F UCK me.” I whistled under my breath. Jae nudged me in the ribs with his shoulder, then gave me a look. “Sorry.”
    David Park’s resemblance to his father was remarkable. There might have been subtle differences, but I didn’t know Dae-Hoon well enough to see them. I’d only had an hour staring at Dae-Hoon’s face, and seeing David gave me chills. Kwon must have freaked out when he saw his ex-lover’s son. I couldn’t imagine what he thought about David marrying his daughter.
    “Come,” Jae said. “I need to get pictures of David and Helena.”
    I followed him closely, flipping on the light when he asked me to. We shadowed the couple, failed stalkers with a spotlight. They smiled and waved at people they knew, the picture of a happy couple in love.
    And the entire time, Kwon circled us like a bloodthirsty shark swimming by a school of minnows.
    It was interesting to watch Jae work. He walked a fine line between unobtrusive and corralling people together to get a shot. We skulked around the guests: Jae, a graceful figure gliding in and out of the crowd while I followed him with a lumbering stomp.
    At one point, the Park brothers stood together with their arms thrown around each other’s shoulders. They both looked like their father, Shin-Cho less so than David, but their smiles were the same. I briefly wondered if Mike and I smiled that way with each other, but I doubted it. Our relationship was more a punch on the arm than a hug.
    We lost Shin-Cho in the crowd a few moments later, but not before he gave me a wavering smile. Despite the crowd around us, it was clear he was being avoided by nearly everyone but a select few. My heart went out to the guy, even more so when I noticed Kwon close by, shaking hands and accepting congratulations on marrying off his daughter, all the while, his eyes on either David or Jae-Min.
    Kwon was studiously ignoring Shin-Cho, his eyes sliding over the man as if he were nothing more than a shadow.
    As much as it pissed me off to watch Kwon surreptitiously ogle Jae in front of his wife, watching the ping-pong match of his gaze drifting between my lover and David was pretty funny. Not funny enough for me to step aside when he finally moved in on Jae.
    “Excuse me,” I said, bumping his shoulder when Kwon drew close. It was a simple, petty game, one played between men interested in the same person. He eyed me up, raking over me from head to toe with a hot glare. Kwon would have set me on fire if he could. I stood still, letting a smirk curl the edge of my mouth.
    From his viewpoint, he had the advantage of wealth, influence, and culture, although I was taller, and