Bruises Behind Silk

Bruises Behind Silk

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"I don't love you anymore, Jungkook." That was the lie that destroyed him. Three years later, Y/N returns as the new personal secretary of Jeon Jungkook-CEO of one of the biggest companies in Seoul and the man whose heart she once shattered. Jungkook hates her. Or at least he tries to. But the woman standing in front of him now isn't the same one who left him in the rain. She's quieter. Sadder. Fragile in ways she tries desperately to hide. And the more time she spends under him in the office, the harder it becomes for Jungkook to ignore the bruises under her sleeves, the fear in her eyes, and the secrets she's drowning in. Married to a monster. Haunted by a past she never escaped. Barely surviving the life she chose to save Jungkook from. What happens when the man she left behind starts uncovering the truth? What happens when the CEO she works for becomes the only place she feels safe? And what happens when Jungkook decides he's no longer willing to lose her-even if it means destroying everyone who ever hurt her? He was the love she sacrificed. She was the heartbreak he never forgot. Now they're forced back into each other's lives... and this time, letting go might be impossible.
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