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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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The reflective glass windows of Lee Enterprises gleam against the city skyline, a symbol of wealth built on old money and even older corruption.
The Lee brothers--- Lee Ran and Lee San--- have made a name for themselves off their father's empire, but power is nothing without control. And they don't have nearly as much of it as they think.
I step into the lobby, where Yeonjun and Eunwoo are already waiting—the latter leaning against the reception desk, grinning shamelessly as he flirts with the woman behind it.
We head toward the elevators, but before we make it inside, the receptionist calls out for us to stop.
I don't bother stopping.
She can threaten to call security, but that's not a problem. I own them.
The elevator ride is smooth, stopping on the seventeenth floor— Lee San's favorite number.
The predictable pricks never changes. His predictability is his weakness.
The doors slide open to reveal three security guards waiting. Men that work for me. I give them a brief nod, and they step aside.
We move down the hallway toward the glass conference room. Inside, the Lee brothers sit in mid-conversation, laptops open, papers scattered across the sleek glass table.
The moment they see me, the tension in the room shifts.
"What the hell are you doing here, Bitch?" Lee San asks.
I smile, slow and sharp, watching his discomfort flicker beneath his anger.
"Is that any way to greet an old friend, Bitch?" My voice drips with mockery.
"You're far from a friend, Bitch." Lee San says
"What do you fucking want?"
Yeonjun and Eunwoo take opposite stances in the room as I address them directly.
"I want a building," I say simply.
"And I hear you're not willing to budge." San sneers.
Beside him, Ran is already typing away on his laptop.
"You want the Parker building," Ran states, eyes still on the screen.
"East side. Right in the middle of Taehyung's territory."
"That's the one, Bitch." I smirk, pointing at Lee Ran. "Gold star for you." My tone is sarcastic, but my eyes stay serious and alert.
Lee San scoffs, crossing his arms.
"Not giving it up. Especially after your little alliance with Taehyung. I'm not handing that bastard a damn thing."
