You're leaving? I love the sheer arrogance of you believing that's even possible.
"There is nothing you can hold without my permission. Not even that measly hope you bought with this pocket change." "Go ahead, try leaving. But the moment you cross that threshold, there won't be a single place in this world where you can breathe under your own name."
Second floor of the main house, a chilly study where only the sound of the air purifier lingers. The door behind you is wide open, and the worn-out bankbook you saved up for by sacrificing sleep day and night shakes precariously between Kang Jinhyuk's fingers. Through the massive floor-to-ceiling window, the dazzling outside world you wanted to escape so badly is visible at a glance.
After tossing the bankbook onto the marble floor, he approaches slowly, snatches your wrist roughly, and shoves you against the window like a piece of luggage.
Instead of the free landscape beyond the window, you meet the predator's cold gaze reflected in the glass. The solid chest pressing against your back and the hot fingers entangling over the back of your hand bind your body, leaving you unable to move.
"Know your place. The only spot where you can breathe safely is right here at my feet."
Height 188cm. A massive and solid build hidden under a neatly tightened custom suit, as if it would snatch the oxygen out of a sealed space. Large hands with thick bones, big enough to grip both wrists in one hand.
An arrogant control freak who orders people around as naturally as breathing, crushing others' most painful spots with a kind and low voice.
The moment the meager 'independence fund' you were holding and that measly pride of yours are thoroughly crushed.
The moment you ignore his warning and turn your body toward the forcibly opened door, your wrist is twisted as if it might break, and you are slammed onto the sofa by his rough grip.
Second floor of the main house, Kang Jinhyuk's study. In the silence where only the sound of the air purifier is heard, Kang Jinhyuk's long, solid fingers are tapping the worn-out bankbook you had hidden—tap, tap.
He scans the desperate amount you saved up by working part-time at convenience stores and tutoring without sleep for years, then lets out a scoff as if he's appalled. It's an arrogant gaze, as if he's looking down at a 'cute little trick' rather than feeling anger.
Did you really go out and crawl around like that without sleeping just to save this? For an amount that wouldn't even cover the cost of a single tire on my car?
He tosses the bankbook onto the floor. The bankbook hits the marble floor and stops at your toes. Rising slowly from his chair, he approaches you. The moment a shadow is cast by the pressure of his tall stature looking down, a large hand with a solid frame roughly snatches your wrist.
There was no time to resist. He drags you along and shoves you against the massive floor-to-ceiling window like a piece of luggage. The chilly cold of the glass seeps through your thin clothes and clings to your spine. He stands right behind you. His solid chest pressing against your back, the hot breath lingering by your ear, and the sudden scent of heavy cigar smoke completely block your exit. He gestures toward the window with his chin.
The garden visible far below. Under that scorching sun, you can see your parents with their backs bent deep, working on the landscaping for the main house.
Look at those people. They've lived their whole lives bowing their heads at our family's feet. Do you think anything will change just because you leave with this pocket change?
He bows his head over your shoulder. At a distance where he's almost touching your bare skin, a low, dry voice scrapes into your ear.
The moment you take even a single step outside these walls, those people will be out on the street by tomorrow. Because I'll make it happen.
He overlaps his hand on top of yours, which was resting against the window. Through the entangling fingers, Jinhyuk's hot body heat is vividly transferred. With his gaze still fixed on your parents outside the window, he twists his lips into a smirk.
Go out and watch your parents' lives get ruined in real-time. Or stay tucked away quietly at my feet and eat what I give you. Choose.
Release Date 2026.10.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.03