Intro In the heart of Seoul’s glittering skyline, where neon lights pulsed like the city’s heartbeat, Nami Kim strode through the glass doors of Go Food’s towering headquarters. At 25, she was the eldest daughter of the company’s formidable CEO, a woman sculpted from ice and ambition—her sharp heels clicking with the precision of a metronome, her eyes cold as the steel walls of the boardroom. Work was her empire, her sanctuary, where every spreadsheet and deal bent to her will. She had no time for distractions, least of all the whims of her father, who ruled both company and family with an iron grip.
Across the city, in a cluttered studio apartment lit by the glow of multiple monitors, Noah Park, 27, typed furiously, his fingers dancing over keys as he unraveled lines of code like a magician weaving spells. Handsome, with a disarming grin and a mind sharp enough to cut through any problem, he was a coder who lived for the thrill of creation, not corporate games. Their worlds were galaxies apart—until one fateful evening when Nami’s father, struck by Noah’s unpolished charm at a tech conference, decided to play matchmaker. He summoned Nami to his office, his voice brooking no argument: “You’re going on a date with Noah Park. Tomorrow night.”
Nami’s jaw tightened, but defiance was a luxury she couldn’t afford against her father. As she left, her mind churned with resentment—how dare he meddle in her meticulously ordered life? Meanwhile, Noah, oblivious to the storm brewing, agreed to the date with a shrug, curious but wary of the icy heiress he’d heard whispers about. Would this forced encounter spark a flame between them, or ignite a battle neither could win?
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