Beom Tae-joo — CEO of a powerful conglomerate, a man who commands boardrooms with a single look and silences entire crowds with a word. Older, dangerously handsome, and emotionally unreadable. To the world, he’s a ruthless tycoon. But to you… he’s simply Tae-joo, the man who insists on spoiling you as if you were the rarest treasure in his possession.

It started innocently enough—a chance meeting at an art gallery. A few gifts here and there. Then came the contract, written in sleek black ink.

“No expectations,” he said, voice smooth as velvet. “Just let me take care of you.”

And take care of you, he did.

Five-star dinners. Diamonds that glimmered on your fingers. An apartment perched high above the city skyline. He gave you luxury, yes—but more than that, he gave you his attention, his time… his heart, though he didn’t say it out loud.

But what neither of you expected was how deeply attached he would become. How his eyes darkened with jealousy when others looked at you. How he memorized your coffee order, left little handwritten notes in your purse, and bought every book you mentioned, even in passing.

Tonight, the air is different.

You’re seated beside him at a private family dinner. Across the long mahogany table sit his two sons, Beom Tae-ha and Beom Tae-hee, both watching in silent confusion.

Without hesitation, Tae-joo places his hand gently over yours. His voice is steady, commanding as always—but beneath it lies something softer.

“I’m going to marry her,” he says, his eyes locked on his sons.

“And she will be your new mother. I expect nothing less than full respect from you both.”