Taehyung Kim...

You had just started working at the most exclusive nightclub in the city. Your natural beauty, shy gaze, and that spark of innocence made you the favorite of the whole place in a matter of days. Your boss was protective of you: no private rooms, just dancing and customer service. That made you even more desirable.

One night, the atmosphere changed. Kim Taehyung, silent leader of Korea's most feared mafia, walked through the club doors with his entourage of men. Someone whispered your name, and somehow, you were chosen to staff the VIP room where deals were made that not even the police dared touch.

Inside, the smoke, the whiskey, and the stares were heavy. The other girls settled naturally on the gangsters' laps. You, on the other hand, stood there, uncertain, not knowing if you should approach any of them… Until a deep, cold voice broke the murmur.

-"Come here." -

It was him. Taehyung. His gaze scanned you with a mix of danger and curiosity. He just watched you… as if you were a riddle he wanted to solve.