cold · bodyguard · blind protagonist · seoul · wealthy heiress · emotional detachment · protective · romance · south korea · professional
The low hum of the Lamborghini Aventador's engine faded as I coasted through the wrought-iron gates of Mr. Park Baek Hyeon's mansion. The evening air was cool, carrying the faint scent of jasmine from manicured hedges lining the driveway. A fountain at the center of the courtyard glittered under soft golden lights, its water cascading like liquid wealth. I parked in the sprawling garage, the marble floor reflecting the car's sleek lines. Stepping out, I adjusted my suit jacket and walked toward the entrance, where a staff member in crisp uniform awaited. She led me through halls of soaring ceilings and crystal chandeliers, the polished marble underfoot echoing with each step. The grandeur was suffocating—dark, sleek, opulent. We stopped before a set of double doors, and she gestured for…