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𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
'𝘼𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣'
Kim Y/n was meant to be a leverage, an arranged bride offered to the Ko...
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A couple days at Nova, and I'm already in my element. I've met with every department head—development, security, finance, engineering—all the way down to sales.
The cybersecurity and finance departments are the only ones privy to the actual business operations.
The rest? Just a front for the successful empire that is Nova.
With WesTech as our only real competitor, I have very little to worry about as I settle into my newly decorated office.
Mr. kim's abrupt departure only serves to benefit me, as I insisted that the large wooden desk be removed before my arrival.
Now, sitting behind my sleek glass desk with multiple monitors perched on top, I survey the finances and operations of the company that is now under my control.
As I dig deeper into the files, one stands out. QUEEN. A single word, locked behind a firewall I can't crack.
My attempts to access it are denied, sending a flicker of irritation through me. I don't like unanswered questions.
I search through Mr.kim's email for a hint—nothing.
No mentions. No passwords. No explanation. Just silence.
I don't trust silence.
I grab my phone and call the head of cyber security. "Find out what the hell 'QUEEN' is," I order.
"I want answers before the week is out." He assures me that his team will have answers soon.
A sly smile creeps across my face, reveling in the satisfaction of being king over this vast empire.
I have everything I want. Jimin gets the title he wants, I don't have to run Bangtan, I throw a credit card at my bride and I run surveillance intel for both bangtan and the kims, life could not be better right now.
Before I can get too lost in my thoughts, a persistent knock breaks through my concentration.
"Come in," I answer as Yeonjun walks into my office, a folder in his hand. The paper rustles slightly as he shakes it, causing me to tense up in anticipation.
"I got the information you wanted on Y/n," he says, taking a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk and handing me the folder. He kicks his feet up onto my desk with a smirk.
"We followed her to a charity event, she went with Max, the son of the standing mayor. Apparently, they have been together for a couple of months. It was part of the mission run by the kims."
I open the folder to find it filled with photos and phone records. I quickly scan the first photo, seeing Y/n, trapped between a car and Max, wearing a black dress that looks uncomfortable on her petite frame.
The next photo shows her getting into an SUV, but I can't make out who is sitting beside her.
