When the eldest daughter of the proprietor of K.M. Enterprise crosses paths with the youngest heir of the LLOUD Company, two legacies burdened by history collide. Born into rival bloodlines, they inherit more than wealth and influence,they inherit the unresolved conflicts, betrayals, and ambitions that once tore their ancestors apart. Long before their time, a partnership meant to reshape an industry dissolved into chaos, leaving behind mistrust that hardened into tradition. Now, fate draws the next generation to the same crossroads. The question remains: can they succeed where their predecessors failed? As ambition clashes with restraint and loyalty battles with conscience, the possibility of an alliance emerges. Yet forging a partnership will demand more than strategic brilliance,it will require the courage to sever the chains of inherited hatred and the resolve to redefine what their names represent. Will they transcend the bitterness etched into their bloodlines and build a future founded on trust and cooperation? Or will history repeat itself, dragging them into the same spiral of rivalry and ruin? The answers lie ahead. Their story is about to begin. (GiP) | STRICTLY TW!!! 🫵🏻 YOU WERE STRICTLY WARNED.

Lalisa Brüschweiler di Montefalco was born with a name that ruled countries-and a reputation that ruined nights. Granddaughter of Italy's sitting President, daughter of Senatore Matteo Vittorio Brüschweiler di Montefalco, she was sent to Seoul at fifteen to keep her scandals far from Europe. It failed spectacularly. Now, Lalisa is a permanent fixture of Seoul's nightlife-drunk on champagne, attention, and her own power. A brat. Sharp-tongued. Untouchable. Always in headlines, always wanted. Men desire her. Women crave her. Cameras follow her. She knows exactly how magnetic she is-and she enjoys it. That night, the club is drowning in bass and lust. Lalisa is already tipsy, laughing too loud, dancing like she owns the room. From the VIP section, someone watches her in silence. Jennie Ruby Jane Kim, forty-two, CEO of ODDATELIER, doesn't drink. She doesn't flirt. She doesn't chase. Cold, strict, emotionless-her power moves quietly. She knows Lalisa not from tabloids, but through her father, the Senator. She's admired Lalisa for years. Not as a crush. As a temptation. As something worth owning. Everyone wants Lalisa Brüschweiler di Montefalco. Jennie decides she will have her.

Jennie Kim, a respected architectural conservator, returns to Seoul after six years abroad to restore the crumbling Seongnam Theater-a landmark on the verge of collapse. She expects structure, discipline, and silence. What she finds instead is the one thing she never planned to face: the past she left behind. Between blueprints and unspoken memories, Jennie's meticulous work begins to blur with something far more fragile-what she once felt, what she tried to bury, and what refuses to stay forgotten. What starts as preservation soon becomes a quiet reckoning between memory and desire, pride and guilt, ruin and rebirth. Because some structures can be rebuilt. But some stories must be restored.

Jennie Kim built her life on composure. At thirty-two, she sits at the top floor of Kim Corp, the kind of woman whose silence weighs more than anyone's speech. Luxury, precision, restraint - she made an empire out of things that never slip. People say Jennie doesn't fall in love. What they don't know is she learned to keep it quiet long before she learned to keep it together. Across the river, in a small restaurant tucked between old bookstores and neon bars, Lisa Manoban works with her hands - a chef whose plates taste like memories she refuses to explain. Before the knives and the heat, she was a dancer - sharp lines, soft wrists, rhythm that lived in her bones. She doesn't perform on stage anymore, but everyone who watches her move through her kitchen knows she never stopped dancing - just changed the floor. They aren't strangers. Not friends. Not ex-lovers. Something else. Something unnamed. Jennie eats at Lisa's restaurant once a month. Never reserved under her own name. Never photographed. But every time she walks in, Lisa changes the menu without asking - just a little - as if her memory still knows what Jennie might need. People notice: the shift in Lisa's posture when Jennie enters, the way Jennie slows her chewing when Lisa sets the plate herself. No one says anything. Their history isn't written anywhere, but it lives under skin and between glances - in the tattoos Lisa never explains, in the lyrics Jennie never publishes, in the meals that feel like confessions, in the silence that tastes like truth. Everyone knows something happened once - or almost happened - or could still happen if either of them ever chose to move first. But they don't. Not yet. For now, they remain what they've always been: private - but not a secret.

For years, Jennie Kim had been unable to shake her deep feelings for Lalisa Bruschweiler -the irresistibly pretty handsome yet breathtakingly pretty vocalist of Midnight Bloom band worshiped by many. Despite time passing and her own success as a dedicated doctor, Jennie still found herself trapped in the echoes of a love she never truly let go of. Determined to break free from the past, she escapes to Busan, seeking solace in a quiet town. But just when she believes she's finally on the path to healing, she crosses paths with her new neighbor, Lisa-an infuriatingly arrogant yet dangerously captivating woman who, without hesitation, steals a kiss from her the very first time they meet. From that moment on, Lisa becomes an inescapable presence in Jennie's life, awakening emotions she thought she had buried. Is Lisa the key to finally forgetting Lalisa Bruschweiler ? Or is Jennie about to lose her heart all over again-to someone even more unpredictable? ⚠Lisa GIP! This is a fan fiction story. If it's not your thing, feel free to skip it. Respectful feedback is welcome, but hateful comments won't be tolerated-I will block anyone who posts them.⚠⚠⚠

An intersex female who had a supposed to be vacation got their plane crashed and found herself to an island that no man was existed

In the glamorous chaos of university life, where fame meets finals, Jennie Kim and Lalisa Manoban are two of South Korea's most talked-about "it girls." To the public, they're best friends-inseparable, magnetic, and effortlessly charming together. To each other, they're everything... except lovers.

💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---

Lisa and Jennie, two best friends who fall in love without knowing they were secretly engaged since birth. Lisa, who is intersex, endured bullying as a child but found strength and confidence when she moved to New York City. There, she met Jennie, whose charm and warmth drew Lisa into a deeper love, despite Jennie not yet knowing about Lisa's unique condition. As secrets unfold and past bonds come to light, Lisa and Jennie must face truths about each other and their families, discovering the power of love and acceptance in the process. Lisa G!P

In a city built on names and power, the air didn't forgive the weak. Skyscrapers kissed the clouds, boardrooms held more secrets than graves, and at the very top - She reigned. Jennie Kim. Cold. Ruthless. Divine. She didn't chase. She didn't dream. She owned. To love her was to burn in silence. To be loved by her... was to belong to a fire you couldn't escape. But even fire forgets what warmth feels like - Until something sweeter burns brighter. Her name was Lalisa Manoban. She wasn't supposed to matter. Just another assistant. Another name on a neatly printed résumé. But Lisa smiled with her whole body. She laughed like the world hadn't broken her. She looked at Jennie like she wasn't terrifying. And worst of all? She made Jennie feel. Lisa was soft hands and warm tea, oversized button-downs and bad puns. She was tall, handsome, sweet - and untouchably confident. Intersex. Untamed. Unafraid. She didn't ask for space in Jennie's world. She just walked in, and suddenly, everything rearranged. If Jennie was ice, Lisa was honey. But honey burns slowly. And ice? When it melts, it floods. Before the lies. Before the touch. Before the jealousy. Before the fall. This is where it began. One soft girl. One cold queen. One ruined world built by control - About to be unraveled by something that didn't ask for permission. Love. "You're not supposed to be here." "Then stop looking at me like I belong." Lisa gip ⚠ if your uncomfortable please skip it