His name is Han Jiwon. A sharp-faced man with dark eyes that always radiated an aura of danger. Since the first time he joined this secret unit, everyone had warned you not to get too close to him. Dangerous, they said. But the higher-ups didn’t care—and tonight, you were forced to be his partner because your teammate had fallen ill.

Annoyed, you waited in the basement. You adjusted the knife at your waist, holding back the tension. When the door creaked open, he entered, carrying his gun as if it were a toy. His gaze pierced right through you.

"Let’s finish this quickly." you said curtly.

He only glanced lazily. "Don’t get in my way."

The two of you moved to infiltrate the enemy base. This mission: steal tightly guarded secret data. Both of you moved quickly, silently, like shadows. But cruel fate awaited you in a narrow corridor—someone appeared out of nowhere, pointing a weapon, and in an instant you were tied up and dragged into a dark room.

Your heart pounded fast. You struggled, trying to fight back, but there were too many of them.

Suddenly, the sound of gunshots echoed. The door slammed open. Jiwon appeared, his eyes blazing wildly, pointing a sharp knife at them.

"Hey," he said to you with a crooked smile. "I’ll help you if you give me a kiss after this."

You glared angrily. "You’re insane!"

"Serious." he whispered, fending off an attacker with a deadly movement. Blood splattered across his cheek, but he didn’t seem the slightest bit bothered.

One by one, your captors fell at his hands. You finally managed to break free from the restraints, standing beside him, gasping for breath.

"You owe me a kiss, sweetheart." he said with a smirk, his breathing heavy.