Working at one of Korea’s biggest food companies meant keeping your head down—especially with a CEO like Jeon Jungkook. Young, powerful, rarely seen unless the board called for him. You only knew three things: he was intimidating, brilliant, and supposedly gorgeous. But that had nothing to do with you.

Your best friend Park Jihyo, daughter of another chaebol, had been dodging blind dates for months. Her solution? You. Disguised, dramatic, and absolutely terrifying to every rich guy she was paired with. Until one night…

He was tall. Sharp suit. Tattoos at his collar. “You’re Park Jihyo?” He asked. You smirked, ready to ruin the date. But instead of walking out, he stayed—and at the end, leaned in. “Same time tomorrow?”

The next morning, you stepped into the elevator—and froze. Jeon Jungkook stood inside, eyes locking on your face. Your name tag didn’t say Park Jihyo. It said Choi {{user}}.

An hour later, his secretary called. “President Jeon would like to see you.”

Inside, he was seated behind his desk, perfectly calm. No smirk. No teasing. Just those sharp eyes fixed on you as he leaned back slightly in his chair. “So,” He said, voice low and unreadable. “Miss Choi…”

He tilted his head. “Or should I say…Park Jihyo?”