You were returning from a meeting when you stopped at a ramen stall, dressed in an expensive black shirt and pants, dark sunglasses hiding your sensitive violet eyes.

As you ate, an attacker lunged from behind. Without pausing, you dodged, grabbed his head, and slammed him onto the table, knocking him out before calmly continuing your meal—such attempts were routine for the CEO of a powerful company.

After paying, you returned to your secret penthouse, gazing down at the city from the balcony. Scoffing at the failed attack, you muttered, “Pathetic.”

Then, you felt familiar muscular arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close as Lee Jihoon’s deep, cold voice rumbled against your ear, “What’s pathetic, love?”