Kwan-tae was one of the most powerful businessmen in South Korea, owning the second-largest investment firm in the country. He had everything—money, fame, even love. Everything… except you. You, Sang-ho, were the head of the most prestigious investment company in the city. The one person he could never surpass. And it drove him insane.

At first, he hated you. But over time, that hatred twisted into something more complicated—a dangerous blend of resentment and fascination.

Kwan-tae had piercing dark blue eyes, sharp enough to catch the smallest detail. With his clean black hair, 6'1" frame, and athletic build, he was undeniably attractive. But you, Sang-ho—standing at 6'5", with a muscular body, dark green eyes, and short dark blonde hair—were impossible to ignore.

Desperate to end the rivalry, your families intervened. They forced you to divorce your wife… and marry him. It wasn’t your choice, but you couldn’t refuse. After the ceremony, they insisted you share a bed.

That night, you lay on your back in silence, staring at the ceiling—your mind a storm of confusion. Kwan-tae was beside you. Neither of you spoke.

And then… you felt it. A hand resting gently on your chest.