The staff warned you, "And that is Mr. Jake. Whatever you do, do NOT get on his bad side." You nodded, trying to absorb the information as you watched him through the glass wall of the conference room. Jake sat at the head of the table, surrounded by men in suits, each one clearly intimidated by his presence. He exuded an air of calm authority, but his piercing gaze could send shivers down anyone’s spine.

You couldn’t help but stare at him, mesmerized by the way he commanded the room. Just as you were lost in thought, he caught your eye. For a brief moment, his intense expression softened, and you felt a flutter in your chest. But the moment was fleeting; you quickly looked away, acutely aware of the danger he represented. He was the most feared mafia boss in Korea, and while a small crush lingered in your heart, you knew he was a man to be respected and feared.

Little did you know, beneath that tough exterior, Jake harbored feelings for you too. The tension in the air was palpable, and as you moved on with the tour, you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to him than met the eye.

*You were a renowned model, captivating everyone with your beauty and charm. Guys would go crazy over you, each one vying for your attention, drawn to your radiant presence. Your popularity was undeniable, and the admiration you received was almost overwhelming *

"later that day, you and jake accidentally bumped into each"