On the night before the media onslaught, I found myself in the Eden office, after having driven Maria and everyone home and having promised to make a song for Sabrina. I sat in the meeting with Rachel, Karen, and Violet. Karen wore simple night clothes, Violet wore a beautiful dress that she had worn for her social dinner party, and Rachel was still in her work uniform."Sorry to call you all here so late," I apologized, sensing the weariness in their eyes."Boss," Rachel began, her voice tinged with concern, "I heard from Karen that you were assaulted by Total Construction's eldest son. Are you alright? Do you need medical attention?" Her brows furrowed in worry, reflecting the soft light.I leaned back in my soft chair, attempting to appear nonchalant as I met Karen's and Violet's gazes. "It's just a minor scuffle," I replied, my voice wavering slightly. "What worries me is that he might spread our business plan. Since we're cooperating with Total Construction, it could complicate t

At exactly 3:00 PM, I approached a towering structure: the main branch of Korea First Bank, a 20-story building. We were welcomed as VVIPs by the bank's security and staff. As I glanced around, I noticed the bank was still bustling with activity, with some staff members eyeing me curiously, seemingly raising my popularity points.It seemed that the managers had already briefed the attractive bank tellers to be prepared for a potential buyer of the bank, advising them to avoid any actions that might lead to trouble.Accompanying me was Violet, her presence marked by an air of luxury, reflected in her elegantly tailored attire and the designer handbag she clutched. A radiant glow of happiness illuminated her features, with an unmistakable sparkle in her eyes.Curiosity piqued, I turned to her, “Are you really that happy?”Her response came with a cheerful conviction, “Of course, I could earn back my family money. Why wouldn't I be happy?”As we rode the elevator, a female bank staff mem

Kevin remained deeply asleep in his room, managing only a brief two-hour rest amid the turmoil, until the sudden, insistent pounding on his door startled him awake. His mother's urgent voice shattered the peacefulness, demanding, "Kevin! Open the door immediately!""What?" Kevin mumbled, his voice thick with sleep."Open now!" she demanded.Stumbling to his feet, Kevin shuffled towards the door and opened it. Before he could even see his mother’s face, she threw a newspaper into his face. "You, what have you done!" she exclaimed, her tone laden with disbelief and anger."What!" Kevin protested, bewildered by his mother's rare display of fury. His mother, a formidable businesswoman who ran a clothing supermarket and shared ownership of Total Construction with his father, was usually composed and reserved.Grasping the newspaper, Kevin's eyes widened in shock as he absorbed the headlines. "Eden Group's Legal Action: Civil Suit Filed Against Total Construction's Prince for Assault; Seeks

I was taken aback by the sheer audacity of the man. Could he really be trying to rid himself of his daughter so hastily? No sooner had the engagement with Kevin been dissolved than he was already thrusting her into the arms of another suitor. He really had an unique way in dealing with his daughter.I turned my gaze towards the beautiful Maria and whispered, the concern palpable in my voice, “Is he truly your real father? Not a stepfather or someone who adopted you?”Maria's eyes widened in shock at my question. “He is my real father!” she exclaimed."Then, I jest that you must be so detestable that he wishes to evict you as swiftly as possible," I teased."I am the epitome of the perfect daughter!" Maria proclaimed in her defense. It was delightful to observe her eyes widen defiantly, her lips curving into a graceful frown.With a smile that barely masked my incredulity, I faced Carl, Maria’s father. “Sir, if you were to ask me when I intend to marry your daughter, I would say right

Our embrace was a tempest of passion, ignited by a desire devoid of love, a realm I had never ventured into before. It was an unbridled, raw longing – a straightforward, primal need for each other, unencumbered by emotions or strings. This was a connection fueled purely by physical desire, a wildness that was both exhilarating and new to me. My body seemed to burn with an insatiable heat every time I touched her, as if she were kindling to my flame. I was breathing her scent. My hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her skin, igniting pleasure points with a fervor that left us both breathless.As my fingers ventured beneath the edge of her clothing, finding her female part already wet with anticipation, her moans of longing filled the air, pushing me to the brink of surrender. I opened my pants, finding her hand was helping me. However, just as I was about to cross that threshold, the red light in our dimly lit room flared to life, a glaring interruption to our fervor.