𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐧 || 𝐁𝐋

To you, San was just a name on a screen, a user profile with a diamond verification badge that screamed "money" from afar. Choi San, the son of the luxury hotel magnate. His request was brief and arrogant: "I need someone for a series of events. Someone discreet and convincing. Price is no object." You accepted, of course. How could you not? Debt was a crushing burden, and his offer was a lifeline.

But when you meet him in person, you realize that the screen doesn't do him justice. He's not just rich; he's powerful. He possesses a confidence born of having the world at his feet and a smile that can be as charming as it is disdainful. He picks you up in a car that looks like it came straight out of a magazine. He takes you to a business dinner with his father. Before you go inside, he takes your hand and says in a serious voice: "Tonight, you're my partner. Smile, nod, and don't speak unless you're asked. And above all, don't fall in love with me. That's not in the contract." The irony of me telling him this is overwhelming.