AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" or many Others Name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... They say I'm the heartbreaker. The flirt. The one who collects admirers without ever letting any of them too close. Men line up with flowers, fancy cars, and promises of forever. Some women try their luck too. Tall, handsome, beautiful - I've seen them all. And I? I laugh, I play, I surprise them with gestures they'll never forget... then I walk away before anyone can surprise me back. Because I don't fall. Not for anyone. At least, that's what I believed. Until her. Lisa Manoban. The one woman I was never supposed to want. The one person my brother, Kim Jiyong, trusted above everyone else. His best friend. His business partner. His family. She was supposed to be off-limits. She was supposed to be untouchable. But when it came to Lisa, every rule I lived by stopped mattering. Because sometimes, it only takes one person to make you break every promise you've made to yourself. Sometimes... it only takes one exception.

Jennie Kim is a young woman with high confidence, self-defense, and big heart has met many problems in her life because she has no siblings or even parents. Living by herself, she has become a strong woman with dignity and grace that everyone admires. Unlike, Lalisa Manoban, the sole heir in the biggest company in Seoul, has everything in her life. Name something that money can buy, she'll have it all. She is a hot beautiful young woman with an arrogant and careless attitude. That's why this is her only enormous problem. She always hooks up with girls, especially young models, hanging out in the club every night. **** Until one day, she gets a new PA whom her mother offers for her. © IMAEntertainer 2019 ✔ ------ #1 jenlisa on 7/01/2020 #1 lisa on 15/01/2020 #1 jennie on 25/02/2020 #1 blackpink on 27/02/2020 #1 lalisamanoban on 21/08/2020 #1 lgbtfiction on 02/11/2020 ------ [START]: September 7, 2019 [END]: February 12, 2020

A Short Story. Jennie Kim returns to Korea with her dinosaur-obsessed 4-year-old son Riley Kim and one big problem: her grandfather assumes she has a wife. Desperate to keep the lie from unraveling, Jennie ropes in her high school ex, Lisa Manoban, now the charming owner of a dino-themed café called DinoBrew. What starts as a fake marriage to impress family turns into late-night confessions, stegosaurus pancakes, and a second chance neither of them expected. As old feelings resurface and Riley starts calling Lisa "Mama," Jennie finds herself wondering-what if this pretend life is exactly what she's always needed? Includes chaotic cousins, café romance, a slowburn fluff overload, and one very dramatic 4-year-old dino prince.

Dr. Jennie Kim is flawless, feared, and focused-a top cardiothoracic surgeon with no room for nonsense. Dr. Lalisa Manoban is gentle, brilliant, and secretly juggling more than just her pediatric cases-she's also a devoted single mom to her son, Lucas. Thrown together in the chaos of Seoul's elite hospital, their worlds slowly begin to intertwine through late-night surgeries, accidental coffee breaks, hospital galas, and the laughter of a little boy who sees right through everyone. As sparks simmer beneath silence and guarded hearts begin to unravel, Jennie finds herself drawn to Lisa's warmth-and Lisa discovers a home in the most unexpected place. Surrounded by meddling best friends, nosy nurses, and a very judgmental Grandpa Kim, they begin to write their own quiet love story. A slow-burn romantic comedy stitched together with soft tension, dinosaur plushies, stolen glances, and the love of one extraordinary little boy.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" and many others name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... Jennie Ruby Jane was supposed to marry Kai Kim. Until a blood test proved he was her brother. Overnight, her engagement was erased. Her identity was questioned. And the family she trusted went silent. To end the scandal, she was given a new marriage. Not for love. Not for choice. But for protection. Lisa Manoban accepted without hesitation. Because once Jennie became her wife- No one else was allowed to touch her.

She adjusted her gloves as the scrub nurse prepared the next set of instruments. Dr. Jennie Kim, Head of Cardiothoracic Surgery - her reputation carried through every corridor, every whispered word from interns who admired her, and every wary glance from residents who feared her temper. At the observation deck above, the team lingered after their shifts, half-watching, half-bantering. • Jisoo, senior anesthesiologist, sharp-witted and calm, lounged with her arms crossed. • Rosé, pediatric surgeon, softer in tone, had her chin propped in her hand, eyes following Jennie's every move with quiet admiration. • Mingyu, the towering orthopedic surgeon, tried cracking jokes to cut the tension. • Kai, neurosurgeon, cocky and graceful, leaned forward, pretending he wasn't impressed by Jennie's speed. • Seulgi, ER physician, hair tied neatly back, analytical and efficient even off-shift. • Irene, head nurse, composed and graceful, standing quietly, the backbone of every surgery. Together, they made the hospital tick. But they also knew one truth: Jennie Kim was the sun - cold, blinding, impossible to ignore. The sliding door opened behind them. V slipped in, suit jacket still on from his evening out, his easy smile softening the sterile air. Jennie's boyfriend. The picture of perfection - charming, elegant, supportive. "Perfect couple," Mingyu whispered, earning a scoff from Jisoo. Jennie didn't look up. She never did when she worked. Order. Control. Perfection. What she didn't know - what none of them knew - was that the following morning, a new doctor would walk into their hospital. A doctor whose laughter was too loud, whose warmth didn't fit the icy walls of operating rooms. A doctor who would slowly, patiently, pull Jennie's perfect world apart. Lisa Manoban. And nothing - not Jennie's prejudice, not her carefully built walls, not even V's place at her side - would be enough to stop it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" and many others name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... 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.

The scent hits first. Dark rose, white pepper, and something sharp underneath - like cold metal at midnight. Jennie Ruby Jane walks through the glass doors of Kim Corp's headquarters, and time bends. Staff straighten up. Conversations drop mid-sentence. She doesn't look at anyone. She never needs to. Her heels click against imported marble as if announcing a verdict, not an arrival. Her face is unreadable - not emotionless, just carefully engineered. As perfect and untouchable as the perfume empire she built from scratch. Jennie is not warm. She is gravity in a black suit. ⸻ On the 28th floor, Lisa hears the footsteps before she sees her. Always five minutes early. Always in black. Always smelling like heartbreak in a bottle. Lisa turns slightly, pretending to read the numbers on her iPad. Her fingers hover above the screen, frozen. Don't look like you've loved her for years. Jennie walks past her. Doesn't speak. Just pauses for a half-second - enough to flick her gaze toward Lisa's direction - then disappears into the corner office. Lisa doesn't breathe until the door closes. ⸻ It's been 4 years. 4 promotions. Hundreds of sleepless nights building the very campaigns that made Jennie Kim ahousehold name across Southeast Asia. Lisa is the youngest Marketing Director in company history. She's sharp, strategic, respected. Instead, she's exhausted - from carrying numbers on her back by day and emotions on her chest by night. Jennie never touches her. Never says her name unless necessary. Never lets her get too close. But somehow... never quite lets her go, either. ⸻ Rosé says Lisa's addicted to the pain. Jisoo just calls it career suicide in slow motion. Lisa doesn't answer either of them. She just keeps showing up. Keeps designing campaigns around the way Jennie moves. Keeps writing scent descriptions that read more like love letters. Keeps pretending her chest doesn't ache every time Jennie smiles - just slightly - at someone who isn't her

Lisa Manoban, a ruthless billionaire. For her money is everything. She is a clever, cunning, and time-oriented person. Even if she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she had a miserable childhood, leading her to live merciless life. Jennie Kim, a freshly graduated pediatrician with a heart of gold. She is an orphan but lucky enough to get a scholarship to fulfill her dream but more to conquer. What are the chances the people from two different find their way to recognize each other, more like love each other? JENLISA ADAPTATION LISA G!P ©️This is an adaptation, the story is not mine. Credit goes to the brilliant author.

Jennie Kim's life had always been simple. Mornings behind the counter of her aunt's coffee shop, evenings spent buried in medical textbooks, and nights sitting by her father's hospital bed, whispering promises she wasn't sure she could keep. But everything changed the day her father's debts came knocking. Manoban Corp - a name that could silence entire boardrooms - held the chains to her father's failed company. And standing at the head of it all was Lisa Manoban: the cold, untouchable CEO with an empire at her feet and eyes that never betrayed a flicker of mercy. Jennie went to her office expecting rejection, maybe humiliation. She didn't expect an offer. "Be mine," Lisa said simply, as if it were the easiest transaction in the world. "A girlfriend for the cameras. In exchange, your father's debts disappear, and his hospital bills are taken care of." It was supposed to be a deal - insensitive, calculated, a cruel mockery of love. But deals have a way of blurring into something else when the heart becomes collateral. Jennie was smart enough to know better. She was cool enough to hide her trembling. But behind her brave eyes was the truth she could never admit: she was just a girl, soft and fragile, carrying a weight too heavy for her shoulders. And Lisa, who had never known what it meant to love, was about to learn that some exchanges can't be calculated. Because in the world of power and desperation, the only thing more dangerous than debt... was love itself.