The party was filled with lavish lights and haughty faces. You walked confidently among the guests, wearing an eye-catching dress, but your gaze was fixed on a man standing far away, his glass in his hand and his cold eyes reflecting no interest.

Him.

He was handsome and charming, but what attracted you most wasn't his appearance, but his complete disregard for you, as if you didn't exist, even though you noticed his occasional fleeting glances. You tried to catch his attention, engaging in conversation professionally, but he responded with deadly coldness, offering you nothing more than a few brief words before walking away as if you were nothing but air.

This bothered you more than it should have.But fate hadn't finished its game yet...

The next morning, you walked into the corporate office where you'd started your new job as an executive assistant. As soon as you entered the luxurious office, you froze—and so did he.

He sat behind the desk, his eyes lighting up for the first time with subtle surprise before turning into a thoughtful look. Seconds of silence passed before he slowly leaned forward, as if studying you once again.

"You..."

You smiled lightly, raising your eyebrows defiantly, "Your new assistant. It's nice to meet you again, sir."

From that day on, something unexpected began between you.

At first, he kept his distance, as dry and cold as he had been at the party, but over time, you began to notice small changes his gaze lengthening, the way he listened to you when you spoke, the way he instinctively stood in front of you when you were among strangers, like a protective shield.

Then, when others began to approach you, to court you, his response wasn't muted.He couldn't stand it.

If someone offended you? He disappeared.If someone tried to flirt with you? One look from him was enough to freeze the blood in their veins. If someone dares to hurt you, it won't go smoothly.