A Billionaire For Hanni

Chapter 55

Hanni returned to Minji's enormous, luxurious villa with light, almost dancing steps—as if every corner of that mansion could finally tell a story of rebirth and completeness. Once, within those walls, Hanni had lived with an unfillable void, a nostalgia that prevented her from ever feeling truly at home. But now, after so much time, every detail seemed imbued with the loving presence of Minji, and the villa—with its sumptuous corridors, spacious salons, and large windows overlooking a meticulously maintained garden—radiated the light of rediscovered happiness.

As soon as she passed through the grand carved and bronzed wooden entrance door, Hanni paused for a moment in front of the decorated glass vestibule. The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves of ancient trees, casting playful patterns of light on the gleaming marble floor. She remembered how, years ago, she had walked down that corridor with uncertain steps, her heart heavy and her mind clouded by doubts. Now, however, every breath was an ode to hope: the villa was no longer just a building, but the reflection of her love for Minji and of the new life they had begun to build together.

Hanni allowed the scent of fresh garden flowers, combined with the delicate aroma of wood and leather from the old libraries, to inundate her senses. The walls, adorned with both modern and classical artworks, seemed to whisper stories of passion and conquered challenges, while the golden Persian rugs softened every step she took. In that golden light, Hanni finally felt complete. The emptiness that once haunted her had now been filled by the awareness of a true, profound love.

As she walked along the long corridor leading to the main salon, she recalled a time when every room appeared cold and impersonal—a mere echo of loneliness that she could never shake off. Now, at every turn, the warmth of shared memories, laughter, and knowing glances with Minji greeted her. Every detail—from the soft crackle of the blazing fireplace to the gentle tinkling of glasses in the living room—told the story of two souls that had found one another again.

Not far from the entrance, in the spacious salon with large windows opening onto a well-tended park and a sparkling pool, Minji was already waiting. She had finished her workday and, as always, her face lit up at the thought of returning to that nest of love. When she saw Hanni step through the door, Minji couldn't help but hold her breath for a moment, savoring the sight of the woman she had long searched for and now found again.

"Hello, my love," Minji said with a radiant smile as she approached Hanni with a confident, assured stride. Dressed in an elegant suit in hues reminiscent of twilight, her eyes sparkled with the joy of a day finally complete.

Hanni answered with a smile that warmed the soul. "Hello, Minji. Today everything seems different... more real, more... ours."
Her voice was filled with emotion and sincerity, and as she spoke, her eyes shone with a new light—one that belonged to someone who had finally found her place in the world.

Minji took Hanni's hand and led her toward the living room, where a large plum velvet sofa and decorative cushions created a welcoming, refined atmosphere. The room was impeccably furnished—a tasteful blend of classic and modern elements, with artworks hanging on the walls and a grand grand piano tucked into a corner that invited evenings filled with music and conversation.

"How did the shop go today?" Minji asked as they settled together. Here, away from the clamor of the media and prying eyes, every word seemed suspended in time.

Hanni relaxed, resting her head on Minji's shoulder, and began to recount, "Today was intense, but incredibly positive. The shop... you know, there was that regular customer who, between laughs, told me he couldn't wait to come back. And then there was Danielle... She updated me on everything: the new product line, the neighborhood news..."

Her voice grew animated with each detail, and Minji listened with a mixture of pride and affection. The memory of those years during which finding Hanni had been so long and difficult echoed softly in their knowing glances. Now, seeing Hanni so alive and serene was the greatest reward.