cold · revenge · corporate setting · smart · fighter · mysterious · romance · dangerous · enemy
The marble expanse of Kim Tower shines beneath sterile light, every footstep resonating like a drumbeat in the hollow quiet. The chilled air carries traces of polished stone and luxury fragrance, but underneath, something darker lingers—perhaps dread, or the decay of buried truths. I straighten the collar of my guard's uniform, cut a size too narrow, the coarse fabric scraping against skin that recalls a different life. Two months I've maintained this facade, two months of mapping security gaps and the routines of men who would end me if they knew my true name. Today, I navigate the corridors with detached precision, my gaze recording each detail: an ajar door, a whispered exchange, a forgotten file on a desk. Then I round a corner, and she is there—a collision, a flurry of papers. yo…