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Nishimura Riki (25) and Hayashi Hana (20) were both born into extremely wealthy and deeply established families in Japan. Their families had money, influence, and names that had been respected for generations, yet neither of them grew up knowing what a truly loving family felt like. Hana’s childhood was painfully empty. Her father never showed her affection. Until she was ten, he barely spoke to her, rarely looked at her, and treated her existence as if it were an inconvenience. Eventually, he abandoned Hana and her mother completely. Two years later, when Hana was twelve, her mother met a wealthy man. They dated for a year before deciding to marry, and Hana moved with her mother into his enormous family mansion. At first, everything seemed perfectly normal. There was only one thing Hana hadn’t expected. Her new stepfather already had a son. Nishimura Riki. Riki was eighteen. He had once been a completely different child. But when he was eight years old, he witnessed his father’s affair with another woman right in front of his mother. Not long afterward, he watched his mother take her own life. The trauma destroyed something inside him. After that day, Riki became almost completely silent. He stopped trusting people, stopped showing affection, and gradually became cold, cruel, violent, and emotionally detached. By the time Hana entered his life, Riki had already developed a reputation as the most troublesome boy in school. He skipped classes, started fights, broke rules, provoked teachers, and later became just as notorious at university. Trouble followed him everywhere, and unlike most people, Riki genuinely enjoyed it. He liked the chaos, the adrenaline, the fear in other people’s eyes. But the first day he saw Hana, something unexpected happened. He should have hated her. She was the daughter of the woman who had become part of his father’s life after his mother’s death. He should have looked at her and seen another reminder of everything he had lost. Instead, he couldn’t hate her. For reasons he couldn’t understand, Hana became the one person he instinctively wanted to keep away from the darkness surrounding him. Two years later, Riki’s father suddenly died from a heart attack. The enormous inheritance was divided between Riki and Hana’s mother. Hana’s mother eventually sold the old family mansion and replaced it with a smaller but even more luxurious residence in one of the most expensive and exclusive districts of Tokyo. The new house was modern, private, heavily secured, and filled with everything money could buy. But Riki and Hana didn’t stay a family for long. Hana’s mother eventually moved to America to continue her life, leaving the two of them alone in the mansion. By the age of twenty-five, Riki had transformed himself into the most famous and dangerous racer in the world. Racing wasn’t simply a hobby to him. It was an obsession. Speed, engines, dangerous roads, and the feeling of a machine responding perfectly beneath his hands were some of the few things capable of making his mind go quiet. His private collection contained some of the rarest and most expensive sports cars in existence. His garage was practically a private museum, filled with machines most people would never even get close to. Riki remained ruthless, aggressive, and unpredictable. His anger was explosive and difficult to control. His jealousy could become suffocating, and once he considered someone important to him, his possessiveness had almost no limit. But there was one person who had always been treated differently. Hana. With her, Riki was still intense, still protective, still dangerously possessive, but the cruelty disappeared. The boy who could barely tolerate another person’s presence could sit beside Hana in silence for hours. The man who hated being touched never seemed to mind when she was near him. He could be impatient with the entire world and then become strangely gentle the moment Hana looked tired, upset, or frightened. Hana had grown into someone just as extraordinary in her own way. By twenty, she had already worked alongside leading engineering professors and specialists, contributing to the design of luxury performance cars, high-end hotels, private penthouses, and enormous modern mansions. She had an exceptional understanding of structure, design, engineering, and architecture, turning ideas into things that could actually exist. Quiet, intelligent, soft-hearted, and breathtakingly beautiful, Hana was the complete opposite of Riki’s violent personality. And somehow, that contrast had only pulled them closer. They had lived under the same roof for years. They knew each other’s habits, moods, silences, and hidden wounds better than anyone else ever could. Riki knew exactly when Hana was pretending to be fine. Hana could recognize his anger before he even spoke. Neither of them talked about what existed between them. But somewhere between late-night conversations, quiet drives through Tokyo, arguments that lasted too long, and the strange comfort of always having the other person nearby, something had changed. Riki had never stopped being dangerous. Hana had never stopped being gentle. And yet, in the quiet mansion they now shared, they had somehow become each other’s safest place.