Jennie Ruby Jane, Ice Queen with diamonds for eyes, Doesn't raise her voice-she doesn't need to, Everyone wants her, no one truly knows her. Lalisa Manoban, The dangerous flirt who jokes right before she breaks you, Smiles like she's hiding a knife behind her back (and she probably is). A rebel in disguise

Two powerful, contrasting CEOs are bound by an ancestral promise to merge their families' business empires through marriage. Jennie Kim, the ruthless and high-profile leader, and Lalisa Manoban, the enigmatic and reserved executive, find their destined paths irreversibly intertwined. With corporate intrigue, secret alliances, and family expectations looming, both women must navigate their conflicting personalities and desires while uncovering hidden truths that challenge the very promise their families made.

Lisa is desperate to save her father, who's on life support. she's introduced to Jennie through her boyfriend, who works for the the wealthy woman. But as their deal continues, Lisa finds herself starting to feel more than She should, torn between her growing feelings for Jennie and her goal of saving her father.... A Jenlisa adaptation|Credits goes to the rightful owner

Guarding Her Silence She was supposed to guard her life, not her heart. She was known for her silence. Cold, untouchable, and feared. She was trained for her duty. Disciplined, loyal, and forbidden. One was never meant to be seen. The other was never meant to be touched. But when a ruthless CEO and her bodyguard are bound by shadows and secrets, silence becomes the most dangerous thing of all.

Captain Lisa Manoban: 30s, a decorated military captain. Ruthless, no-nonsense leader on duty. Off-duty? Flirty, charming, unapologetically wild. Has strict rules: no attachment, no repeat flings, no soft spots. But she hides an aching vulnerability-she's never really been loved for her, only her image. Dr. Jennie Kim: 30s, world-renowned trauma surgeon. Cool, elegant, self-contained. Her calm demeanor hides a deep emotional detachment. She's witty and playful, but always one step back. She left a trail of broken hearts, never letting anyone close enough to hurt her.

JENNY RUBY JANE KIM , intimidating lawyer CEO, Cold, sharp, brilliant. The type of woman who doesn't blink in front of billionaires or politicians. Her presence silences rooms. She's a legend in court and the boardroom. LISA MANOBAN, a badass, chaotic, emotionally-complex doctor. Reckless, talented, a bit of a legend in ER. She operates like she's invincible, often breaking protocol but saving lives. This dynamic is perfect for that intense, slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers energy.

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.

✦ LISA MANOBAN Creative Director. Controlled Chaos. The one who left first - or maybe just the one who didn't beg to stay. Black suit. Wristwatch sharp enough to draw blood. Her hair tied back, like she doesn't have time for softness anymore. There's something about Lisa now - more composed, more ruthless, more... unreadable. Because Lisa learned the hard way: love that isn't protected, is taken. And she's not in the business of losing anymore. ✦ JENNIE RUBY JANE Global Brand Ambassador. Perfect Fiancée. The one who stayed - and kept waiting. Jennie knows how to walk into a room and make silence flirt with her. Her love story with Lisa wasn't soft. It was messy. Public, then private, then gone. No closure. Just distance. Just silence. The kind that becomes part of your bloodstream. She tells herself she's over it. That seeing Lisa again doesn't mean anything. But then Lisa walks in - cold, unreadable - And Jennie forgets how to smile without pain in her teeth. Because she never stopped wanting the one person who taught her how to want more.

💬 "Sometimes love finds you in the places you were never willing to go." This is a story about walls being torn down, intimacy born from friction, and how control, success, and solitude aren't always enough. It's about people who think they know who they are-until someone else shakes everything loose. Architect of My Heart perfectly captures Jennie's transformation from a cold, calculating professional to someone who learns to build love into her life, brick by brick. It's poetic, romantic, and speaks directly to the emotional journey you're telling.

Bound Hearts The city never slept, but it knew how to keep secrets. Somewhere in a courtroom, a woman's voice sliced through the silence, cool and unyielding: "Objection. If you want to twist the law, at least do it properly." The gallery stirred. They didn't know her name yet, but they would. Everyone did, eventually. Elsewhere, in a room painted with sterile light, another woman held a life between her hands. The monitor beeped faster, the air tightened, and her command cut through the panic like steel: "Scalpel. Now." No tremor in her voice. No hesitation. Not even when the patient's heartbeat stuttered back to life, because for her, saving people was routine. A job. Nothing more. Two women, unseen to each other, ran the city in different ways. One with words sharp enough to draw blood. The other with hands steady enough to stop it. Neither believed in distractions. Neither allowed themselves weakness. But fate had a habit of drawing straight lines just to let them collide. And when they did- the courtroom would no longer be silent, and the operating room would no longer be the coldest place in the hospital.