Lalisa Manobal es una modelo internacional con una obsesión secreta (y ridícula) por los Labubus. Jennie Kim, también modelo, los odia... hasta que descubre que puede conseguir besos de Lisa a cambio de cada muñeco. Lo que empieza como un juego se convierte en tensión real, coqueteos peligrosos y besos con precio (o tal vez sin él). ORIGINAL, PROHIBIDA SU COPIA Y ADAPTACIÓN. Hyuniqua_©2025 🥈#2 jenlisa 09.07.25 🥇#1 jenlisa 10.07.25 ~ 18.07.25 🥇#1 lisa 11.07.25 🥇#1 blackpink 11.07.25 🥇#1 jenniekim 11.07.25 🥇#1 lisa 23.07.25 🥇#1 jenlisa 23.07.25

Lisa Manoban was chaos in fishnets and leather. A baby doll in combat boots, tattoo machine in one hand and a teasing smile in the other. She flirted like it was second nature, left hearts behind like ink stains, and never looked back. Her tattoos were bold, her laugh louder, and commitment? Please. That word didn't exist in her vocabulary. She was cool without trying, fashionable without effort, and charming in the most dangerous way - the kind that made people believe they were special... until she got bored. And then there was Jennie Kim. A pretty doctor with eyes that saw too much and lips that rarely gave anything away. Calm. Controlled. Clean. She moved like time didn't touch her - silk blouses, quiet footsteps, unreadable glances. In her white coat, she was a picture of restraint. In silence, she felt everything. They were opposites in every sense. One left marks. The other healed them. And neither knew that love would find them - exactly where it hurts most.

Jennie Kim didn't fall in love. She conquered. Men, women, investors, rivals-everyone bent eventually. That's what power did. That's what being the youngest CEO of Kim Royale Hotels meant. She was untouchable, unreadable, ice wrapped in silk. And she liked it that way. Until the night she met Lisa Manoban. Lisa was supposed to be temporary. A designer flown in with pretty sketches and naïve dreams. Someone Jennie could use for her Paris project, then discard when the job was done. But then Lisa smiled at her in that first meeting. Not nervous. Not impressed. Bold. Defiant. As if she saw straight through Jennie's ice and found something worth mocking. No one laughed at Jennie Kim. No one dared. That should've been the end. A firing, a replacement. Easy. But something about Lisa's fire made it impossible to look away. Impossible to forget. And Jennie hated it. Because Lisa wasn't just a distraction. She was temptation wrapped in loyalty, beauty painted in rebellion. The kind of woman who made Jennie's carefully built empire feel fragile. The kind who could ruin her. Jennie Kim didn't believe in love. But she believed in one thing the second she looked into Lisa Manoban's eyes- If she wasn't careful, this woman would be hers. And if Jennie claimed her, she'd be mine to break.

They called her the Ice Queen. Jennie Kim, the modern-day heiress of Korea's largest conglomerate, was untouchable. Beautiful, brilliant, and merciless - she was the woman who could bring empires to their knees with a single signature. But behind her perfect smile and designer suits was a fortress of steel walls, built to survive a world that had tried to destroy her too many times. No one dared to cross her. No one, except the shy, stammering girl who accidentally spilled coffee on her million-dollar contract. Lisa Manoban never expected to land a job as Jennie's personal assistant. She wasn't polished. She wasn't bold. She wasn't the type to stand out - and that was exactly why Jennie chose her. But when a scandal threatens Jennie's reputation and powerful enemies circle like wolves, Jennie does the unthinkable.

―No llores, mi muñequita de nieve. Puede que nuestro pequeño ya no esté aquí, pero yo siempre te acompañaré y tomaré tu mano, hasta que la nieve nos congele. Solo una triste tarde de navidad junto al matrimonio Kim.

❝ ¿Terminamos? Sí, lo hicimos, Lisa. Es lo mejor. ❞ Adaptación © louiskt

IN HER DEFENCE Introduction Jennie Kim didn't believe in softness. Not in the courtroom, not in the office, not in herself. She was Seoul's most respected litigator by thirty, feared more than she was admired. Her heels never clicked twice down the same hallway, and her silence in a meeting could kill a career faster than a lost case. She didn't yell. She didn't plead. She simply looked - and people moved. The only thing she had less time for than inefficiency was idealism. So when her managing partner assigned her a final-year intern from Korea University - bright-eyed, book-taught, and ten minutes early for everything - Jennie barely looked up from her deposition notes. "Don't ask questions unless you already know the answers," she said without turning. "And don't try to impress me. I'm not here to be impressed." Lisa Manoban nodded once. Soft voice, steady gaze. "I'm not here to impress you," she said. "I'm here to learn." That was the first time Jennie looked at her - really looked. She wasn't loud, or eager, or trying too hard. She was just... still. Soft in a way Jennie didn't trust. The kind of softness that didn't bend to survive - it stayed, and waited, and watched. Jennie dismissed her with a nod, already forgetting the name. But something about the girl lingered long after she left the room. Like the quiet echo of a truth Jennie didn't want to hear.

Love was never supposed to find them like this. For Lisa Manoban, love was always a dream stitched in quiet fragrances and fleeting moments-the kind of forever she once believed in, the kind she bottled in perfume, hoping someone would one day understand. On her wedding day, she waited to be given away, to surrender her future to a stranger chosen by family, her heart caught between obedience and silent rebellion. And then the groom ran away. For Jennie Ruby Jane, love had always been a rumor, a whisper she never trusted. She had inherited empires and obligations, but never intimacy; she knew the weight of expectation better than the warmth of devotion. Cold, untouchable, and unwilling to bend-Jennie had promised herself she would never belong to anyone. And yet, on that same day, she was asked to replace the man who fled. Two women bound not by choice but by circumstance. Two hearts pressed into vows neither wrote. In a world where silence cuts sharper than words, and longing lingers longer than perfume, they must learn whether love can grow in the spaces between heartbreak and hope. This is not a story of perfect beginnings. This is a story of vows rewritten, of glances that hurt and hands that heal, of two souls who were never meant to collide-yet did. This is the story of Her Replaced Bride.

➤ Lisa es un rayo de sol en un mundo peligroso. Jennie, la líder implacable de la mafia, está acostumbrada a tenerlo todo bajo control... excepto a ella. Lo que comenzó como una atracción incontrolable se convierte en una obsesión letal, arrastrando a Lisa a un mundo del que quizás no haya escapatoria. Entre el amor, la posesión y la venganza, ambas deberán decidir hasta dónde están dispuestas a llegar. → Completamente mia. → Jennie top/Lisa bottom. Si no te gusta, pasa de largo, por favor,

When Silence Breaks tells the story of Jennie Kim, a poised CEO, and Lisa Manoban, her lively and sweet assistant, whose arranged engagement slowly turns into something more. With their families' expectations weighing heavily, Jennie and Lisa navigate the complexities of their growing feelings, blending business with romance. Amid office pressures, emotional tension, and tender moments, they begin to realize that their bond runs deeper than either had imagined. Set in Seoul, this slow-burn romance explores love, self-discovery, and the beauty of finding your soulmate when you least expect it. Relax, it's pure GXG. No anatomy plot twists.