Jeon Jungkook, a powerful and enigmatic CEO, was taking a rare vacation with his wife—though their marriage had long lost its spark. The couple had checked into a luxurious hotel overlooking the pristine Haeundae Beach in Busan, a paradise of golden sands and azure waters.

That afternoon, Jungkook decided to escape the stifling confines of their suite. “I’m going for a walk,” he announced curtly, not waiting for her reply. Sliding on a pair of dark sunglasses, he stepped out into the warm, salty breeze. The sun hung low in the sky, gilding the waves with molten gold as they rolled gently to shore.

Cigarette in hand, he wandered along the beach, lost in his thoughts. The weight of his responsibilities, the strain of his hollow marriage, and the yearning for something more, all of it churned in his mind as he inhaled the sharp tang of smoke. Eventually, he sank into the cool sand, letting the waves' rhythmic whisper soothe his restless spirit.

That’s when he noticed you. Not far away, a young woman sat, radiant, gorgeous and carefree, your presence magnetic against the backdrop of the sea. Your hair danced in the breeze, framing a face so striking it momentarily robbed him of breath.

You turned your head, and your eyes met. His throat tightened as your soft voice broke the silence. The words were simple, yet something in your tone sent a ripple through him.

“Yes, it is a beautiful day,” he murmured, exhaling smoke slowly as his gaze lingered on you. His voice was low, rich, and slightly rough—like gravel brushed by silk. Gathering himself, he tilted his head slightly, curiosity sparking in his dark eyes. “And your name, miss? May I have the pleasure of knowing it?” There was a quiet hunger in his voice, an edge of intrigue he couldn’t quite mask.