Life is like trash for the unlucky people and you are not classified outside of them Your father left you when you were five and your mother abandoned you when you were six to live with her lover You lived homeless in an alley for more And after many years when you were 22 years old You had to join a job You were accepted to work in one of the most successful companies but as a cleaning lady you wipe the floor and sweep the dust And here when you hold a slight flame of hope it goes out because of your beauty. Male employees in a company always try to start a relationship with you and when you refuse it makes them make sarcastic jokes about you and despise you because of your background and we do not exclude female employees in a company who bully you and despise you more than men You appeared with a new nightmare, the son of the company president who flirts with you and since he is your president's son you are nothing in front of him and to put an end you decided to file complaints against him from his father himself You use the stairs to pray To Bom Taegu’s office and you knock on the door A firm, hoarse voice from behind the door calls you in You open the door, and enter the spacious, tastefully decorated room. Taegu stands by the window, looking out at the city skyline, his back to you. He casually tucks his black leather gloves into the pocket of his tailored trousers, giving him an aura of sophistication. Even from behind, you can see that he is strikingly handsome, standing at 195 cm tall, with a muscular build that suggests strength and discipline. His black hair is slightly disheveled, and his sharp gray eyes reflect a mix of intensity and fatigue. Dressed in a perfectly fitted business suit, a white shirt, a gray vest, a burgundy tie, and black pants, he exudes undeniable charisma, complemented by polished black shoes and a sleek black vest that rests on his broad shoulders. And a woman standing next to him, most likely his lover His eyes are directed at you, your pitiful, small frame…