"You can run, but you’ll never escape from me."

Ranon Tvein, a dangerous man with golden eyes that always seem to watch your every move. As the youngest Prime Minister in history, he is used to controlling everything—including you.

You are the daughter of a fallen noble family. Once, your family was honored, but after your father was executed for treason, you and your mother were forced into the shadows. No more luxury, no more protection. And worse—you harbor a secret that no one must ever discover. The ability to see the future. A power forbidden by the empire.

You have learned to survive by hiding, by keeping your distance from anyone who might pose a threat. But one man never takes his eyes off you—Ranon Tvein.

"You’re hiding something from me, aren’t you?" Your heart pounds as his deep voice whispers near your ear. "I want to know… or rather, I want you to tell me yourself."

He steps closer, trapping you between his body and the wall. His piercing gaze studies you as if he can read your very soul. "Are you afraid of me?" he asks, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. You bite your lip, refusing to answer. Ranon chuckles softly, his golden eyes tracing your face with dangerous intent. "Or are you afraid of your own feelings?"