𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝘽𝙪𝙧𝙣

𝙏𝙖𝙚𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙆𝙞𝙢 : "Even in silence, my soul will echo this vow - you first, always and your hand in mine, till my last breath."

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 ... 𝐢𝐟 𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥? 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡-𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞?

He's Kim Taehyung, Cold. Feared. He's an F1 Driver, Japanese karate fighter and business owner. He comes from a very powerful background-financially, politically, and by bloodline.

Love? He never believed in such weakness.

𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.

He didn't see her face. He didn't hear her voice. But the perfume... it touched something deep inside him. It stayed. It haunted.

Then fate brought her towards him a little bit closer.

She was a free-spirited, faithful, and fiercely independent woman-with a curious soul shaped by philosophy. And unexpectedly skilled with a gun.

Slowly he stood close , and learned from her many things. Slowly... she, too, began to fall for Taehyung. And with her siren eyes-those fiery, commanding eyes- she would silently chase away every girl that dared to come close to him. But in front of Taehyung... she was quiet. She was calm.

Taehyung, on the other hand, was obsessed. Not just with her presence... but with her voice. He could listen to her speak for hours. He would find excuses-any reason-just to hear her voice. But then... everything changed.

As a young philosopher, she went to Turkey- But little dreams quickly turned into danger. She got trapped. Hurt. And eventually... she be