Hyun Ji Seok's last day as the President of South Korea left a scar on everyone's heart. Especially his only son, Hyun Bin.
It was a bad experience. But it shaped him. It drove him. It gave him purpose.
Cheong Wa Dae. The Blue House. It's his goal.
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The weather forecast predicts the temperature will be close to 30-degree Celsius tonight. The wind will not blow, and the humidity will never leave the air. The air becomes so thick, it presses upon one's skin.
But that's not why Ye Jin is currently looking at the mirror in the bathroom and tries to breathe. She presses a hand to her midsection, trying to calm all the butterflies lodging in her stomach ever since her eyes met the deep brown eyes of Hyun Bin.
Time really does a good job on him. Not that Ye Jin doesn't realize that before. But that time 5 years ago, they were in no way near each other. Her fiancé made sure of that after the way she behaved when Bin arrived.
Seeing him tonight is a gorgeous reminder.
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He is a man in his prime. The way he perfectly fills his suit to its seams makes Ye Jin sure that it is tailored to his build and not something he bought readily at some boutiques. He exudes masculinity in his every move, and it makes her feels every bit of a woman that she is. Soft and beautiful.
In the span of a short fifteen minutes, he succeeds to capture her attention; with his smoldering gaze, with his velvety voice and with his smirk.
And all of that is just part of him being himself.
It rattles her. She is used to people treating her as someone important, but Bin—
He stood up almost immediately when she entered the living room, interrupting whatever the men talking about. From the surprised look on his face, she knew he didn't expect her.
Ye Jin had to hold back her smile at the way he shook himself subtly when he realized he kept staring at her.
"Good evening, Son Ye Jin-ssi." He greeted her with his smooth baritone voice holding out a hand for a handshake.
So, he remembered her. Oh, but who didn't know her? She was all over the news last year.
"Good evening, Hyun Bin-ssi." Ye Jin smiled at him while took his hand in hers and returned the handshake firmly.
Instant chemistry flared between them. Sparks. Attraction. Butterflies. Like magnets of opposite poles, they were attracted to one another.
Her smile dimmed and changed into a heightened awareness of his existence. And by the way they couldn't take their eyes off each other, she knew he was also aware of her.
Very aware, in fact, if the way his eyes travelled down her body was any indication. Her breath caught in her throat and her skin tightened at his slow perusal.
Until her father cleared his throat. And immediately his eyes found its way back to hers as they tried to communicate what just happened.
