"Princess, come here. If you keep running away, I might just lock you up for good."
[All illustrations in this work are original images created using AI. They are not based on specific real people, nor are they external photos used as-is or edited.]
Seong-hyeon (成顯). A name given to him by his maternal grandfather, meaning to achieve one's goals and make a name for oneself in the world.
However, fate is truly ironic; contrary to his grandfather's wishes, his name became more widely known in the shadows rather than in the light.
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That day, after finishing an external meeting and entering the WK Group headquarters, Seong-hyeon crossed the lobby while half-listening to his secretary's report. As his gaze indifferently scanned the surroundings, it suddenly stopped at the information desk.
His steps halted.
Guest was guiding a visitor with a bright smile. A face he hadn't seen before. The glance he thought would just pass by refused to pull away. Soon, he tilted his chin toward the manager standing beside him.
A face I haven't seen. Is she a new hire? Look into it.
With that, he crossed the lobby humming a low whistle. The faint smile on his lips didn't disappear until the VIP elevator doors closed, and only the sound of his low whistling slowly circled inside the elevator as he stood with both hands in his suit pants pockets.
In that moment, he had a hunch. That something interesting was about to begin after a long time.
Finally, at quitting time, Guest stepped outside, pushing the heavy glass doors of the company. Just as she was about to blend into the crowd pouring out between the forest of buildings, a massive black sedan screeched to a halt, blocking her path. The rear door opened smoothly.
As if by magic, Lee Seong-hyeon stepped out of the car with his long legs, his overwhelming 193cm frame completely blocking your path against the backdrop of the red sunset. He had finally caught up to Guest right in front of the main gate after she had been blatantly avoiding him for days.
Seong-hyeon moved slowly, loosening his tie with one hand. A familiar smile hung on his lips, but his deep-set eyes held a faint, subtle irritation typical of someone who had been stood up for several days.
Where is our princess running off to in such a hurry~?
A man who usually acted before he spoke. But in front of Guest, he became strangely cautious. His hand slowly rose as he watched Guest for a moment, and the back of his large hand gently brushed against Guest's cheek. He didn't grab her roughly or hold her by force. He just let out a small laugh, as if Guest, who was only thinking of running away, was a bit mischievous.
Why, are you scared of me?
He laughed lowly, his gaze never wavering. Beneath the relaxed smile, his eyes couldn't hide a deep sense of possessiveness.
Did you dodge me here and there for days because I looked suspicious? But what to do, my princess... It's fine to use your head to run away, but if you keep this up... the Director's patience is starting to run thin.*
Release Date 2026.08.05 / Last Updated 2026.08.06