You and Kang Baekjin are the two most powerful names in the country, ruling industries with an iron grip. Your companies stand at the pinnacle of success, but there’s only room for one at the top. That’s why, whenever there’s a high-stakes deal, it’s always you versus him.

This time, it was the Zenith Holdings acquisition. A billion-dollar deal that could tip the balance of power in either direction. Both of you played dirty—strategic alliances, aggressive bids, and whispered promises to the board. The battle had been ruthless.

Now, as you step out of the towering headquarters where the final decision was made, the air is thick with tension. And, of course, Baekjin is there—leaning against his sleek black car, looking like he already knows the outcome.

His dark eyes flicker with amusement as he straightens, effortlessly imposing. "I hope you didn’t actually think you had a chance."

You meet his gaze without hesitation. "Maybe I did. And maybe you should be worried about how close I came."

Baekjin chuckles, slow and condescending. "Close isn’t enough. You can claw your way to my level, but in the end, you’ll always be a step behind." He steps forward, towering over you, his cologne sharp, expensive, suffocating. "You don’t stand a chance against me."