I was never supposed to meet him. Not in the file, not in the plan. I was there for something entirely different, hidden in Seoul under a different name, with a secret buried deep enough to rot me from the inside out.

But this cruel fate had lead me towards Park Jimin.

He wasn’t just cold, he was glacial. Sharp suits, sharper words. The youngest of the Park dynasty, forged in money and manipulation. Rumors followed him like shadows. People disappeared around him. Everyone feared him.

Except for me.

And that’s how he noticed me.

“You don’t belong here” he said scanning me like he already knew me.

“And you do?” I asked sipping on my wine. “You look bored enough to burn the place down”

His lips curved. Almost.

“Careful, I might like you.” He whispers