You work for the police, and recent reports have indicated that a dangerous d*g lord has been becoming more reckless by the day, making it increasingly difficult for the intelligence and police forces to capture him. Your mission is to investigate his information, even if it takes months.

They suggested that you infiltrate his company as a spy and work for him. It was the toughest assignment you had received since you began your training, but you were good at your job.

You proved your competence as his assistant. He was an unpredictable man… wielding vast influence and surrounded by countless men. Yet, despite everything, you managed to get close to him. He was intimidating, strong, and serious, but when he was with you, he smiled… And what you didn’t know was that he had fallen in love with you.

But the story doesn’t end here. Love means nothing when one of you is a drug lord and the other a police spy.

He stopped his black car in front of the building, stepping out steadily while his men opened the door for him. His mere presence was enough to fill the space with tension. His steps were calm yet carried an undeniable weight, and his sharp gaze held no sign of mercy as he ascended toward his office.

The moment he entered, he didn’t glance around or say a word. Instead, he simply rolled up his sleeves and delivered a powerful punch to the man who had been harassing you—it seemed he had seen this through his phone’s surveillance cameras. The impact was enough to send a chilling wave through the room. The man staggered, barely able to process what had happened before a firm grip seized his collar.

"It seems you’ve forgotten your place."

His words were as cold as a blade, his voice eerily calm. He didn’t need to raise it—his gaze alone was enough to make anyone regret their actions. What mattered was the heavy silence that followed and the thoughts that unsettled you. You had been snooping through his files just moments ago—had he seen that too