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MAIN CHARACTERS:

Dr. Seo Ari: 31 years old. A Neurosurgeon at Seoul National University Hospital

Han Junkyung: 34 years old. A 3rd generation Chaebol and is currently the CEO of Hue Cosmetics

SUPPORTING CHARACTERS:

Seo Ari's Family and Connections:

• Seo Jae: Seo Ari's 5-year-old nephew, who currently lives with Ari.

• Yoon Jeong-Sun: Ari's best friend and works as a pediatrician in the same hospital.

Seo Ari's Deceased Family - Her parents and brother died in a car crash 2 years ago. This led to Seo Ari's return to Korea from the States after 15 years.

• Seo Jae-young: Seo Ari's father, the ex-CEO of the largest chemicals manufacturer AG Chem (the name is made up for copyright purposes).

• Lee Hyeon-Ok: Seo Ari's mother

• Seo Du-Seong: Seo Ari's elder brother and Seo Jae's father

Seo Ari, given her background, is technically a Chaebol. But she cut ties with the company and sold off her stake in the conglomerate choosing to remain away from the limelight. 

Han Junkyung's Family and Connections:

• Han Hyun-sik: Han Junkyung's father and the ex-CEO of Hue Cosmetics

• Yang Hye-Jin: Han Junkyung's mother

• Secretary Kim: Han Junkyung's assistant

Additional Characters:

• Yoon Si Heyon: Philanthropist and married to Jin Tae Jeon. Was in a relationship with Han Junkyung but broke up due to family pressures

• Jin Tae Jeon: Yoon Si Hyeon's husband and an Attorney

GABIN SOCIETY:

• Oh Min-Hye: Jae's mom --- Seo Ari is currently in a drawn-out battle with Min Hye to get Jae's full custody.

• Jin Chae-Hee: An influencer whose achievement in life is getting things done by throwing a fit - Jin Tae Jeon's younger sister

• Angela: Influencer

• Ji-Na: Influencer

• Han Yu-rang: Influencer

• Biniimom: Influencer and woman who is one of the fated few to be blessed with Seo Ari's wrath.

• Wang Ro-La: Influencer

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Seoul National University Hospital

Seo Ari POV

"I see, so…it's like folklore," I said out loud, munching on a cucumber. I finally have an hour off from back-to-back surgeries and consults and am lounging in the break room with my best friend Jeong Sun.

Giving me an odd look she repeats in confusion, "Folklore?"

"There's been some beef between two famous influencers. But others are also getting exposed by it." I explain.

"Oh, that folklore?" she snorts. "But people are calling it a great battle."

Not at all amused, I ask, "Seriously? A great battle? Are they fighting to save the country or the lives of people? It's just people fighting online."

This earns me a This woman's got no chill! look from Jeong Sun.

"What?" I ask petulantly.

"Ari-a, you are 31 years old. How do you not know what's going on social media? I love you to pieces but you really need to get a life outside of saving your patients and Jae." she says in a steady voice.

The mention of my 5-year-old nephew reminds me of the biggest problem in my life at the moment: Getting his full legal custody from his witch of a mother.

Pulling up my lawyer's number, I call her "Yeoboseyo, Eun-ji ssi, Seo Ari here. I wanted to follow up on the progress of our case."

"Ari-ssi, we are still working on it. Unfortunately, we need more evidence to prove that Oh Min Hye is not fit to be Jae's mother. Money is not the correct incentive at this point. I can't understand her angle. She doesn't want the world to know that she has a son out of wedlock, but she is also not ready to sign off her rights on him."

"Shit! At this rate, it will take forever for us to get rid of her." I say.

"Listen Ari-ssi, my associates have informed me that Min Hye is attending some big party tonight. Why don't you go there and see if you can get some dirt on her? As per the gossip circulating as of today morning, you may end up finding damning evidence videos which we can leverage in court."

Sharply turning my head to Jeong Sun, I ask her, "Jeong Sun-a, the story you were telling me just now - did it involve Oh Min Hye?"

Nodding her head she said, "Yes. She is one of the main people Biniimom is exposing."

Perfect. "Eun-ji ssi, I will go to the party tonight."

"That would be extremely helpful Ari-ssi. Call me before you enter. I will walk you through the strategy. " she says.

"Yes, will do. Thank you!" I say, finally seeing a ray of hope in this whole mess.

"Oh and one more thing Ari-ssi. You better dress to impress. You are going to be amongst celebrities, so you will have to blend in." Eun-ji says and cuts the call.

Okay then! It's time to finally take out the Saint Laurent dress I bought a couple of months ago.

Outside the Venue

I parked my car and walked out just trying to absorb the red carpet, cameras, and crazy screams.

Why the hell am I doing this again? Oh yes, correct, I need my nephew's custody from Oh Min Hye at any cost.

As a doctor, I have zero patience for all these parties. Anyone who knows me knows that I would rather spend my downtime reading and playing with my 5-year-old nephew. All of this glam is not for me.

Grueling medical school and then being a Neurosurgeon by profession would turn anyone into a homebody cherishing the smallest moments in life. I have nothing against these people, but this is not the life I would ever choose for myself.

I am just about to call my lawyer to once again practice our plan when someone's touch startles me. Turning around with a yelp I come across an extremely handsome and tall man. He screamed class from his attire. What the hell? Handsome or not does this dude have a death wish?

"What was that? Did you just touch me?" I ask angrily.

He has the gals to give me a smile and says, "Sorry, I thought you were someone else."

"Oh really? You would say that. Molesters usually do." I say pulling out my phone. I am going to teach this guy a lesson.

"No, it’s a misunderstanding. I really mistook you for someone I know." he insists.

Without replying, I take his picture. "Hey, what was that?"

"Phone number," I ask without wasting time.

"What?"

"Give me your phone number so I can report you. I have an ironclad rule - an eye for an eye. But I don't deal with these cases myself. I hand those over to the police." I say.

"Police?" he repeats. Is he a bit slow?

"Yes, I handle the likes of you on a regular basis at the hospital and I have reported every single one of them. Isn't it only fair? I pay my taxes!" I had handled way too many wayward patients in the past decade to keep a count. I have numerous scars to prove it.

I didn't see what was so funny for him to be smiling. Seriously, smiling? What the hell?

"This is funny?" I ask seething.

"Taxes and hospitals, it's just getting interesting for me," he says with an even wider smile.

"I see…you're not going to give in, are you? No problem, I'll just report you with the picture." I say finally having had enough of this conversation. I had a task to carry out for Jae's future. These distractions were not helpful.

And just as I started dialing the police, he says, "010 0040 0291"

I look up at him with a doubtful gaze. "Did you not get it? Should I repeat?"

Shit. No molester would give his number unless he was completely clean. Dammit, I have jumped the gun as usual.

"To think that there's someone else with this dress is also interesting." Odd. What's it got to do with my dress?

"Call me. I'll wait…for the police report." saying this with a grin he walks off, leaving me dumbfounded.

Giving myself a mental slap, I say, "Seo Ari, forget all of this. You are here for your nephew. Finish what you came for. "

At the party

I am standing strategically to keep Oh Min Hye in my line of sight and my phone is out to immediately take videos. The beginning few minutes were just her talking to some other celebrities in attendance.

"Oh Min Hye," a female shouted to my right, and before I realized what had happened, the woman in blue had already gone and slapped Min Hye. Seems like Biniimom is finally here.

Perfect, this is the kind of drama where I am hoping to get evidence that would prove Oh Min Hye to be an unfit mother and in no position to contest Jae's legal guardianship.

Shit, she just grabbed her hair. If this becomes a full-blown fight in which Oh Min Hye got hurt there are chances that she would come up with more reasons to push the battle further under health reasons. I need to do something before she gets hurt.

Heading closer, I keep my phone in my pocket such that the video is still running.

The second time Biniimom pulled Min Hye's hair, I stepped in, "Please stop."

If Min Hye was surprised or scared to see me, she didn't show it. It seems she is just glad someone helped her. Otherwise, her condescending ass wouldn't have believed that someone like me would attend such a party. I have always been way too straightforward for her taste, plus the fact that I am smart has never sat well with her.

Turning to Biniimom, I say calmly, "What more can you do? I can guess what happened, but this won't change anything. You could embarrass Min Hye, but you'll lose more from it."

Before I realized what was happening Biniimom had pushed me and thrown wine on my dress.

WHAT.THE.FUCK? I really liked this dress.

I look up giving her a glare as she says, "Hey, what's your deal? Are you shielding her as her new servant?"

The mere thought that I would be a servant to a truly rotten person like Min Hye was the biggest joke I had heard in quite some time. The nerve these high-handed people have!

Running a finger over my dress, an action which made me clench my fist to control myself, she continues, "Saint Laurent's special edition? Is it genuine or even yours?"

Calm down Ari-a. Don't fall prey to these idiots. You are here for evidence. Just calm down. You have had worse with some of your patients.

"I can see through the likes of you. Low-life social workers trying to get somewhere by mooching off of famous celebs. And you dare to lecture me? Bitch do you even have a thousand followers."

And I slap her. "Firstly low-lives like you have no right to judge social workers and secondly, I am not done introducing myself."

Picking up the glass just behind me I throw it at her with full force. She deserves it for ruining a dress I adore.

"The Hell!" she yells like a mad woman.

Equally raising my voice I channel my anger, "I am not done yet. You said, what ten sentences? Now it's my turn."

"Servant, lowlife, rock bottom, moocher - how dare you say something like that to someone's face?"

"This dress? Let me know if you want the number of the Saint Laurent official in London. If you are really desperate, how about I just buy it for you?"

Laughing at her dumbstruck expression, because she clearly wasn't expecting that answer, I continue, "But you know what I can see through the likes of you. A worthless human that tramples on others to feel their own self-worth unaware that a person's true self is exposed when they hit rock bottom, not when they are climbing."

"What?" she says as if she couldn't believe my nerve.

Ignoring her snotty face, I say, "Me? I don't care because I don't know anyone here. But you? You just revealed in front of all of these people that you are worth less than the worthless - the worst of all."

Losing all energy, I decide to close it before this becomes another headache in my life, "I said more than ten, but you needed it. If you want payback, come find me."

Turning to Min Hye, I just give her a warning glare and declare, "Oh Min Hye, you better brace yourself."

Being done with this clusterfuck of an evening, I walk out of the party with my anger reaching new heights, not realizing that I had caught the attention of someone I would have never imagined.

The entire time home, I just prayed that the video footage I had managed to capture could help build my case. Getting my nephew's custody was all that mattered.

I should have known that my life was about to go up in a storm. A storm named Han Junkyung.

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Hue Cosmetics Headquarters, Seoul

Han Junkyung POV

"Is the global meeting for diversification at 2 pm?" I ask Secretary Kim as we head out of my office.

"Yes, sir."

"Please send out a video conference link to all the admin and inform them something urgent came up, so I will be taking it over the phone.”

Work has been hectic since I moved back a few weeks ago. As expected, after a few years of absence the first months and weeks back at the company would be busy and challenging. Not wanting to let any details slip by during the transition I packed my days full of meetings. I had a face-to-face meeting with all top levels from every department individually so they could privately raise any concerns to me without fear of repercussion. It was important to me that I acquainted myself with all the department leads to get a sense of what may have been overlooked while I was out of the picture.

But there was one person who hadn't left my mind. The girl in the Saint Laurent dress. What happened the other day at the party was still a hot topic online and I am sure the woman has gained herself quite a fame. It's been a long time since someone intrigued me to this degree and this woman had managed to invade my thoughts without even trying.

"I want to know every guest that attended the party last night," I tell Secretary Kim.

"The PR team should have the list, Sir," he replies from the front seat.

"Great. Get it ready for me when I am back in the office. I need to find someone."

Why hasn't she reported me yet?

By the end of the third day, I was done waiting.

She said she has had to deal with people like me before but she has no idea that I have absolutely no intention of letting her slip through my fingers. If she was not going to call me, then I had ways of getting her to come to me. Looks like a trip to the police station is in order.

Seo Ari POV

The past few days have been great. After that awful party, I had two days in a row off and I spent the entire time with Jae. At his age, I didn't want him to feel the void that can come from losing both parents. If that means that he latches onto his Ari imo, then that's fine by me. After losing my whole family in the blink of an eye, I had absolutely no qualms accepting that I also clung to my nephew as if my life depended on it.

However, now back at work, I just wrapped up a grueling surgery and have another surgery scheduled early tomorrow morning. I was walking out of the hospital heading home when I got the call from the police.

Too tired to drive myself, I hailed a cab. I will just take my car back home tomorrow once I get off shift. On the ride there I realized I am still in scrubs and not even close to looking presentable. Chuck it. Screw looking presentable when you are literally dead on your feet from a 12-hour shift.

All the way to the station I could not make heads or tails of why I was being summoned. I had done nothing wrong and was scrambling to come up with a valid reason for the call.

As I enter the station I am escorted in and find at least five officers huddled around someone's desk - I presume it to be the chief’s.

"Miss Seo Ari-ssi, right?" the Chief asks me.

"Yes." I return nodding my head nervously. "But what's going on?"

The chief's expression is annoyed as he replies, "How should we know? You are the ones using law enforcement for your personal issues."

Huh? What is he talking about?

As the police officer standing beside me moves, I see the tall and handsome guy from the damn party. What's he doing? I am too tired to deal with this today.

Han Junkyung POV

Today has been a day of surprises. One after the other I have been caught off guard. But the fact that Ms. Seo Ari is a doctor, takes the icing on the cake. How she acted and presented herself two days ago never indicated that this steadfast woman is an accomplished doctor. This begs the question of what she was doing at an influencer party, to begin with.

When I assessed her closely earlier dressed in a white coat, blue scrubs, white sports shoes, and a stethoscope peeking out of her pocket, her hair up in a bun - I was not ready for the pride surging through my veins as I realized that Seo Ari is an accomplished woman. No wonder she was pissed at Biniimom for looking down on social workers.

I stepped outside after having wrapped up the conversation with the police only to find Dr. Seo Ari on a call and it seemed she was pissed as hell.

"Okay. How long ago?" she asks.

Her head snaps up and she shouts into the phone, "You waited 20 minutes to call me and tell me that the patient I will be operating on in less than 24 hours, had a mild heart attack? Listen to me carefully, I will be back at the hospital in 15 minutes. By which time, you better have an explanation for every second of delay in communication. Every second of my patient's life counts so you should be ready to face the consequences."

Cutting the call, she curses, "Shit. What is wrong with my luck today?"

She looks exhausted but beautiful. So beautiful!

She is trying to gather her bearings when she spots me standing to her left, looking at her.

Giving me a contemplative look she bites her lip and straightens her spine, "Don't you think you owe me a favor Mr. Han for putting me through so much unnecessary trouble just now?"

Smirking at her trash negotiation skills, I decided to play her game. I am too intrigued to let this woman out of my sight.

"Technically after the negative publicity your stunt brought to a party hosted by me, I would say that we are more than even now."

She gives me a serious look and pleads, "Okay. In that case, can you do me a favor and give me a ride to my hospital? I really need to get back in the next 10 minutes if I even want to get a minuscule chance of saving my patient."

I am stunned into silence because she really was clueless about me.

Of all the things she could have asked for, she was asking me something for purely selfless reasons. Being a chaebol I had rarely, if ever, crossed paths with someone who didn't want anything from me.

Taking my silence as a no, she wrings her hands and says, "I will buy you a meal Mr. Han. Please, my patient's life is at stake."

Taking the keys from Secretary Kim, I nod my head quickly, "Come on. I will drive you."

I broke all the signals from the police station to the hospital in a record 8 minutes. Upon reaching the front entrance, her intern was already at the door, trembling in fear. Most likely from the wrath of Seo Ari was about to unleash.

She had already gotten down and had gone to check the status. Giving her coat and bag to the intern, she ran to where I was standing.

She was out of breath as she reached me. Coming to a halt, she bowed deep. "Thank you, Mr. Han!"

"Dr. Seo!" her intern calls out.

Turning her head, she yells, "Coming. Get the operating room ready. I am scrubbing in in 10 minutes."

She turns back to me, gives me another thankful look, and says, "I wouldn't say it has been nice meeting you, Mr. Han, given the circumstances. But you have helped me, so I will keep my word. Let me know whenever you are free for a meal. Irrespective of how my operation goes, I owe you one. Jeongmal gomawoyo!"

Giving me another bow, she runs to the hospital at full speed, only for her to turn just beyond the doors to look back at me for a last glance.

Dr. Seo Ari is indeed an intriguing creature.

As I got into the car with a smile on my face, I realized that I had hardly spoken a word to her as she thanked me. This woman seems to be putting me in a spellbound daze whenever we meet. It seems my life is about to get much more interesting.

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Aragon Club

Han Junkyung POV

"You got sued for sexual harassment? You?" Tae Jeon asks me unbelievably. We decided to meet up for a drink after work.

Even thinking about Seo Ari brings a smile to my face. "There was a small misunderstanding, but things are getting interesting," I reply.

"Interesting? Don't you know that journalists are always staking out at the station? What if this goes on the news?" Tae Jeon asks in concern.

"It's no big deal. I am just trying to make it into one." At this point, I surely am going to do something crazy to remain in Dr. Seo Ari's company.

"Dude, why would you do that? Just to be safe, I'll give the chief a call."

"Attorney Jin, Mr. Han!" that annoying-faced guy from the car dealership and another guy walks into the VIP room where we are seated.

"It's so refreshing to see you at a place like this," Kwon Myeong-ho says while giving a fake laugh which makes me want to punch him in the face. What exactly is he implying?

Turning to Tae Jeon, my annoyance rising by the second, I ask, "What's this?"

"He was close by, so I called him over," he answers nonchalantly.

I take a calming breath.

"Are you comfortable with everything here?" the other guy asks, who I presume is the manager at this club.

"Yong-tae, can't you see they're very uncomfortable? They don't have any of these." Myeong-ho says with hand gestures which would definitely call for a sexual harassment lawsuit. Oh, the irony!

The moment he says, "I handpicked the ones I know. These girls are top-notch. They are on their way on a plane." I get up. I am beyond pissed right now.

"I'll be going. Call me, Tae Jeon."

Myeong-ho steps in, asking "You're leaving already? Friday night only just started."

Right now I wished to spend the Friday night beating him to a pulp for even suggesting something so despicable.

Instead, I stick to a diplomatic answer, "I don't like being uncomfortable. And I am not good at putting up with what I don't like."

I walk out of there seething in anger.

Is this the guy Si-Hyeon left me to marry? Someone who didn't respect the sacred bond of marriage?

I have always been an all-in and one-woman guy. The only serious relationship that I ever had was with Yoon Si-Hyeon. Sure, I dated around occasionally. But I never disrespected my partner in such a manner, let alone my wife.

If I were committed to someone, the mere thought of any other female's touch would send me spiraling down a road of uncontrollable rage.

As I drive back home amidst surprisingly low traffic, I recall my relationship with Si-Hyeon. We were together for almost two years and I genuinely believe that I was in love with her. But I guess my indifference and immaturity at the time and Si-Hyeon's inability to take a stand against her family finally ended our relationship.

The breakup was hard on me. After she left the States, I took up the role of handling our international offices which allowed me to travel the world and ensured that I wasn't in Korea the majority of the year. This helped me heal because when I got the news of her marriage more than a year ago, I felt nothing. I just wanted her to be happy and I was no longer heartbroken with what had happened.

Going down memory lane, I realize one more important fact.

Yoon Si-Hyeon never really intrigued me the way Seo Ari does. Dr. Seo is a puzzle I am itching to solve. From the two meetings that I have been blessed with I have deduced that there are many layers to this woman and there is a lot more to her than she puts on.

Both times - she was strong and independent. But just beneath that strength, a closer look indicated that she was going through a world of grief and pain. Which for some reason rears up my protective instincts.

Just within two meetings, I have noticed that Dr. Seo Ari has the power to dictate my feelings and reactions.

Hmm, it's been a few days now. She promised me a meal and I can't afford to let her forget that, lest she wishes to deny me her company.

I find the perfect excuse for a visit because I remember that it's been a while since I paid a visit to Seoul National. With them being the main beneficiary of our global charitable fund, paying a visit wouldn't hurt. Plus the current Chairman, Yoon Suk-Won, is an old schoolmate of mine.

Next Day: Seoul National University Hospital

Seo Ari POV

"Dr. Seo, your intern rotation starts today. You have been allotted 20." the Head Nurse relays the message in a monotone and fake sympathetic voice as I stand there filling out a prescription.

The chairman really hates me, doesn't he? Fine, you want to overwork me just because I turn down your absolutely unacceptable advances? Sure, I will train 20 people single-handedly while every other doctor at my par is required to only handle 8 in every cycle.

I feel as if I have earned the wrath of two most annoying people in this hospital and that would be Head Nurse Choi and Chairman Yoon. I have been on the cross with both of them one too many times in the past two years. It has been so bad that at this point that even my colleagues pity me for the unnecessary bias these two idiots hold against me.

Giving Nurse Choi the fakest smile possible, I say, "It's okay. I can handle them just fine. Once they are here please just tell them to meet me at my office. I am introducing them to rounds today."

Not wanting to spend another second within her vicinity, I take off for my rounds. Luckily I don't have any surgeries today and tomorrow but that means my slots are full of consults. And now intern training. Uhhhh, it's going to be a very long day!

It's been hours since I wrapped up my consults and was at the station monitoring the ICU stats. Three of my patients had had complicated surgeries so I was basically staking out in the ICU ward these past two days. That's the thing with brain surgeries, even the smallest changes could mean a lot. We neurosurgeons were almost always on our toes even post-surgery because of this very reason.

Unfortunately, a patient I operated on, Lee Iseul, is a victim of domestic abuse. When she came in her head was bashed in by her husband. I still recall how furious I was looking at the state she was in because of her bastard of a husband. He was a completely unhinged asshole.

All of a sudden the beeps start off and the attending nurse calls out, "Dr. Seo, something is wrong in ward 410."

Without waiting, I run off with Dr. Jung on my heel.

Please let her be okay. She is too young to die like this.

Before I could reach though, I saw a man in a black cap trying to escape. That's her husband. He definitely did something. "Hya, you bastard," I yell. Realizing my mistake a second too late because he starts running the second he hears me.

"Dammit. Somebody go check the patient." I scream and keep running at full speed behind him. Thanks to no exits and the long hallway I know I will manage to catch him. Reaching him just before the left turn, I wring back his hand hard, nailing him to the adjacent wall. Kicking him hard in the shin to break his balance, I push him to the ground face down.

He is crying out like a baby, "Yah, you son of a bitch. How does it feel to be on the receiving end of abuse? It's not great, is it?"

"Dr. Seo, we will take over." the security guard calls out as they restrain him.

As I sit there on the floor trying to catch my breath someone is hugging me full force out of the blue.

"Thank you. Thank you. I can't thank you enough for catching this asshole. He has been torturing my daughter to no end." Iseul's mother peppers kisses on my forehead as she cries her heart out.

"Eomeonim, it's okay. I am just doing my job."

"Ani. You are doing more than that. So much more. God bless you Dr. Seo." she says from the bottom of her heart.

"Ari-a, are you okay?" Jeong Sun comes running and literally crashes beside me.

Patting her hand to calm her down, "I am okay."

Taking stock of my surroundings I realize that a crowd has gathered and it seems as if the whole damn hospital is in attendance. I even see some of our board members.

What the hell? Why are they here in the ICU ward today of all days?

The answer to my question stands there looking tall and handsome literally right out of a fashion show: Han Junkyung.

How is he always this good-looking? And how is it that he manages to almost always catch me in situations which are less than favorable?

As my eyes connect with him, I am not ready for the fury and worry emanating from him in waves. Before I realize, what's happening he has started walking towards me. Then he is bending down to my eye level right in front of the whole damn hospital, with worry written clearly all over his face, and asks in a calming tone, "Dr. Seo Ari, are you okay?"

Taking a deep breath, I quickly analyse myself to see if I was in pain but luckily it seems I haven't been hurt. Thank God for that otherwise I am a magnet for trouble.

Nodding my head in the positive I assure him in a soft voice, "I am okay, Mr. Han. You don't need to worry."

My head snaps to Iseul's husband who is being held back in a stronghold and is spouting all kinds of nonsense of how he hadn't done anything. I have had enough of this guy.

Holding on to Jeong Sun, I get up and storm towards him. He shuts up as he sees me standing right in front of him seething in anger. This pathetic piece of shit had some guts to whine and cry when he was the one who was the in wrong the whole time. And he looks scared. Good, he should be very scared.

Swinging my hand I punch him in the face hard and the crack of his nose makes me feel happy. "That's for trying to kill my patient."

Turning around, I pick up my shoes, which I may have removed without realizing during this whole scuffle.

I walk to Mr. Han and catch his eyes gleaming with pride. Which makes me happy for some odd reason. It had been a while since anyone, other than Jeong Sun and Jae, had been truly proud of me.

"I am sorry we keep meeting in less than favorable circumstances Mr. Han. I apologize. You may not believe me, but I am not always like this." I say in a slightly embarrassed tone.

Turning towards the board members, who still happen to be standing there, I spot Chairman Yoon. Remembering the last time this had happened, I say loud enough for the entire hallway to hear, "Let me know how long my suspension is this time for saving a patient, Chairman Yoon. I will plan a vacation accordingly."

Seeing his face paling at the insult, I give him a knowing smile. Giving a deep bow to the board, I turn to Mr. Han.

Personally not wanting to dive into his surprised look, I give him a respectful nod, and head towards my office.

I need to be alone right now.

But fate has never taken into account my needs. For the third time in the span of a handful days, I had managed to gain someone's undivided attention. Someone powerful. Someone with the power to make and break me. Someone who will become the air I needed to breathe. Someone whose existence was as integral for mine, as mine was for him.

Years down the line I will know in hindsight that that someone is Han Junkyung. My soulmate.

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Seoul National University Hospital

Han Junkyung POV

"So how long has it been since this expansion happened?" I ask Suk-Won as I take stock of the latest ICU wing along with him and a few board members. I am not surprised that he asked them to join. We have been funding this hospital since the days of my grandfather. It's only obvious that when the latest CEO asks to be shown around, they would scramble to fulfill the request.

As we reach the end of the hallway, a commotion to our left catches my eye. A female doctor seems to have a guy in black pinned to the ground.

She shouts, "Yah, you son of a bitch. How does it feel to be on the receiving end of abuse? It's not great, is it?"

The security rushed in a second later as the guard takes over, and says, "Dr. Seo, we will take over."

Dr. Seo Ari. Finally.

But the whole situation makes me worried because after the guy's been restrained, she sits against the wall trying to catch her breath.

As she inhales a lung full of breaths, I notice that my own breathing is erratic, almost as if my body and mind can sense her panic and strain. I am restraining myself from running to her and checking her for myself.

My mind is in a red haze because I can clearly see that she just managed to get out of a dangerous situation because she knows how to fight. But what would have happened, if she didn't? Which brings me to my next question, why was the security so late?

My thoughts are running rampant so I don't know when our group naturally edges closer to see what is happening. An aged woman is hugging Dr. Seo full force as we reach within hearing distance.

"Ani. You are doing more than that. So much more. God bless you, Dr. Seo," the woman replies.

"Ari-a, are you okay?" a petite woman comes rushing from the other end, with worry painted across her face.

I need to go and check for myself. I need to see for myself that she is okay. After that people will be answering why the hell doctors were doing the security's jobs. The question of what would have happened to Seo Ari, if she hadn't known self-defense? runs in my mind like a broken record.

I have already reached her when I see that she holding my eye contact. When I bend down to ask her whether she was okay, she replied in a surprisingly soft and reassuring voice.

She can sense that I am volatile right now. Because she was in danger.

The asshole catches her eye all of a sudden and before I can stand up and turn she has gone and broken his nose.

That's my girl.

I plan on dishing out my own justice as well. But later. It's Seo Ari's time to shine.

She picks up shoes, which I presume are hers, and walks up to me. After a moment she says, "I am sorry we keep meeting in less than favorable circumstances Mr. Han. I apologize. You may not believe me but I am not always like this."

She is embarrassed for being headstrong? This woman has quite literally bowled me over for the third consecutive time and she feels I see her in bad light?

I need to talk to her. But not here. I would rather not provide gossip fodder right in the middle of Korea's largest hospital. That would be a headache for her rather than me. I keep silent with world-class restraint and plan on paying her a visit soon enough. Even if I have to schedule a fake consult, I will do it.

"Let me know how long my suspension is this time for saving a patient, Chairman Yoon. I will plan a vacation accordingly." She says loudly.

What. The. Hell? I am surprised, to say the least, and I make a mental note to investigate what she meant by that statement.

Suk-Won's face pales and I understand that she meant it as an insult. She walks out of there like the rightful queen, leaving me with even more questions than answers.

I walk up to the board and ask upfront, "What did Dr. Seo mean by that last statement?"

I wasn't the one to beat around the bush. If I wanted answers then I ensured that I found them no matter what.

And right now I needed to know why the hell was a doctor suspended for doing her damn job. But deep down I know that I care because the doctor happens to be Ms. Seo Ari.

Someone from behind us laughs. Turns out it’s the petite woman who hugged Seo Ari earlier. Her eyes are blazing with fury as she says, "You should not ask questions which you don't like the answers to, Mr. Han."

"Yeah, shut up, you bitch. I can fire you this moment." Suk-won screams and tries to raise a hand to her. But before he could do anything, I held his hand in a stronghold.

"Careful there Yoon Suk-Won. You wouldn't want to be thrown into jail, is it?" I say in a bored tone.

"Go ahead, fire me. After how you have been treating Ari and me, any place other than this goddamn hospital would be heaven." the woman seethes in anger.

Walking right up to him (and I must give this woman due credit), she snatches his collar and says, "One more time. If one more time Seo Ari gets hurt, I am going to destroy you, you son of a bitch. If making unacceptable advances wasn't enough, you have constantly turned a blind eye to her requests for security for her patients."

This piece of information makes me go ice cold. This asshat has been making sexual advances against Seo Ari. So the reason he is taking revenge is because she won't succumb to him.

Huffing she steps back, "I dare you Mr. Yoon and I am giving you a final warning right in front of the board. You better start making the correct choices when it comes to Seo Ari, if you don't want me to personally pull the strings. You won't appreciate the oldest family of lawyers and litigators in Korea to be hounding you. Believe me, you don't want to make enemies out of us."

She is a Yoon! Damn, I can't describe how glad I am that Seo Ari has someone so faithful on her side.

She gets a call and picks up, "Ari-a, are you okay?"

I hear something close to a sob on the other end, and that's all it takes for Ms. Yoon to break into a run. And I follow.

I will follow Seo Ari to the ends of the earth if I have to. Because letting her out of my sight is no longer an option.

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Han Junkyung POV

I don't know how Ms. Yoon knows where Dr. Seo is, but it seems like we are heading for her office. The woman must have seen the desperate gleam in my eyes as I tried to control my panic. The fact that Seo Ari was crying felt like a huge burden on my heart.

Ms. Yoon comes to a stop in front of Seo Ari's office and turns to me, "Mr. Han, can you please wait outside? I would prefer to check on Ari by myself first."

I nod my head immediately and say, "It's okay, I understand Ms. Yoon. Please take your time. Can you do me a favor?"

I look down at my watch and realize that I am already late for a meeting. "I need to get into a meeting right now. Can you please give me an update on Dr. Seo once she is feeling better?"

As I hand out my business card to her, she looks stunned and says, "Sure, Mr. Han. Thank you!"

Giving her a shake, I say, "No, thank you, Ms. Yoon. I am glad Dr. Seo has someone like you in her life."

With this, I give her a small smile and head off for the parking lot. I'll have to take a call with our London delegates in the car.

But before that, there's one important thing to do.

Calling Secretary Kim, I say, "Mr. Kim, get me a full background check on Yoon Suk-Won. I need it yesterday."

Seo Ari POV

I am not proud of the breakdown I had today but this was the fourth time something like this had happened. Domestic abuse cases were pretty normal and such spouses were known for causing trouble in the hospitals. Throughout my entire pity party, Jeong Sun is sitting beside me and listening to me rant out all my frustration. God bless my best friend.

The Chairman's habit of always turning a blind eye specifically to my requests was one thing that was bothering me the most.

If it were not for the fact that I kept my background a complete secret, I would have had my way. But there are some things that are better off kept a secret, especially when I am fully responsible for a child.

This reminds me, I need to find other ways to break Oh Min Hye. The videos from the party last week were not incriminating enough. Sure, Min Hye was involved, but nothing in the video indicated that she had done anything wrong.

As I get back to normal, Jeong Sun says, "By the way, Seo Ari-ssi. Is there something you need to tell me?"

That tone of hers makes me sit up and pay attention.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I ask.

"Oh, so it's just every other day that Han Junkyung drops by to our hospital. Not only that, he personally comes and asks whether you are okay, then also follows your best friend because he heard you cry." She reads out the list as if she were ticking of a checklist on her fingers.

I am stunned at all of this information. Why would Mr. Han be worried about me? We don't know each other at all.

"I am sure you have misunderstood the whole situation Ms. Yoon Jeong Sun," I reply in an equally level voice.

Producing a sleek embossed business card in front of me, she scoffs, "Yeah right, the CEO of Hue Cosmetics just randomly hands out his contact details to anyone. The guy straight up asked me to give him an update on you." Jeong Sun says.

Firstly, I can't believe this. I mean I could sense his worry and anger quite well. But I would never have imagined him going to such lengths to know that I was okay.

Secondly, he is the CEO of Hue Cosmetics? Even I, who pretty much exists under a rock by personal choice, know who they are. I still recall my father holding the ex-CEO, Han Junkyung's father, in a very high regard.

"Ari-a, if I were to be very honest with you, Mr. Han is interested in you. You should have seen how furious he was when he found out what the asshole Suk-Won has been doing. When he heard you cry, he didn't ask, he just followed me to get to you." She says in a serious tone.

As I process all this information, "Wait a minute, how did he get to know what the Chairman did?"

She has the decency to look embarrassed, which means I am not going to like the answer one bit.

"About that." She stutters.

"You better tell me everything that went down Jeong Sun. I need to brace for the consequences."

Then she dives down into the whole story and my blood runs colder with every passing second. It was not like Jeong Sun to flaunt her family or dole out threats on their behalf. The fact that she still did it warms my heart to the core because it assured me that I at least had her in my corner.

Just like me, Jeong Sun is also a chaebol and that's how we ended up meeting each other in the US. We bonded during our days there and could openly share the hardships of our lives. Since then Jeong Sun has always been my safe space.

"Mianhe, Ari-a. I didn't want to put you in a tough spot. But this crap has happened one too many times and I won't have such recklessness impacting your safety and security." She genuinely looks sorry.

But I am sure she is only sorry for the part of doing it in front of the board. Otherwise, Yoon Jeong Sun would never feel sorry for putting deserving people in their spots.

Walking up to her, I pull her into a bone-crushing hug and sigh, "Jeong Sun-a, it's okay. If I were you, I would have done the same after I punched him in the face. Screw consequences. It's fine. We can handle it."

Giving her a small smile, I start cleaning out my desk, "Come on, we should head out for coffee."

By the time we reach the cafeteria, there seems to be an uproar in the premises, because I can see literally everyone looking at me and Jeong Sun in apprehension.

I turn to Jeong Sun and raise a brow having our inside conversations through eyes, which goes "What did we do now to garner publicity?"

She just shrugged with no care in the world. She wasn't the one for drama and preferred to know everything upfront.

As we line up for coffee, I hear one of the interns behind us relaying something very interesting to her companion, "Did you know that the Chairman was paid a visit by the police today? Apparently, they are launching an investigation into sexual harassment cases against him. And word is that he had these women paid off for keeping their mouth shut."

Jeong Sun is already looking at me in shock when I turn to her. Unbelievable.

"We are so dumb." We both say at the same time and we started laughing. Why the hell didn't we ever do a background check on this guy? We sure have the resources.

What the girl behind me says next though, has my heart galloping, "It's being said that the Hue Cosmetics' CEO Han Junkyung is the one who raised it to the authorities after his visit today morning."

Jeong Sun holds me by my arm, picks up the coffees we had ordered, and literally drags me to the outer deck. As soon as we have a secluded spot, she says with glee, "See I told you right? He is interested in you."

I shrug and slurp in my coffee, "There's no need to read much into it. I guess he would have done it for any other woman."

Grimacing at my attitude, she replies with an annoyed look, "Ari-a, no guy would go to these lengths unless they were trying to protect someone. You weren't there when I confronted the Chairman. Mr. Han literally looked stone cold and his eyes were breathing fire."

Not wanting to discuss this further, I just divert the topic. But I make up my mind.

I need to thank Mr. Han Junkyung.

Why don't I start at the police station, where all of this actually started?

Han Junkyung POV

I am driving back home when I get the call.

"Yeoboseyo. Am I speaking to Mr. Han Junkyung?"

"Yes. Who is this?" I ask.

"I am Detective Jang Hyun Soo calling from the Jongno police station. I just wanted to let you know that Ms. Seo Ari has withdrawn her complaint against you. She is completing her formalities right now. We would need you to visit and sign the documents as well before we close the case."

Color me surprised. But if she pulls off her case I am losing major chances of keeping her close.

"Detective Jang. I am coming down there right now. Please request Dr. Seo to wait." I tell him as I turn my car in the other direction.

I reach in 15 minutes abiding by all rules. I already broke 5 signals last week when I drove Dr. Seo to the hospital like a madman. My license hasn't been suspended, but I don't want to push my luck.

When I reach, Dr. Seo is sitting outside on the entrance steps, completely relaxed, with her hands behind her back taking her weight, and she seems to be completely lost in thought.

She really is a very simple person despite everything. I don't know a single person in my circles who would take up such a spot to relax. Heck, I myself wouldn't take it.

I go and stand in front of her. "Looks like luck is on my side, Dr. Seo. We meet twice on the same day."

Coming out of her reverie, she looks up at me with a calculative look. She is trying to read me right now because I can sense that she wants to ask questions.

"I don't understand you, Mr. Han," she says softly.

"What would you like to understand, Dr. Seo? Ask away," I say.

She is itching to ask questions but she holds back and shakes her head. Getting up she stands taller than me since she is three steps up, and says, "What you did for us today - with Chairman Yoon? Thank you for that. It was a long time coming."

I can see that she is reliving some of the moments because she glances down at her hands with an angry look.

"You don't need to thank me, Dr. Seo. What I don't understand is why you didn't report it yourself."

She carefully chooses her words and says, "There are times when you should stay silent for the sake of the others Mr. Han. We can't always ascertain the consequences of our actions on our loved ones."

Cryptic much?

"Anyway after what happened today, I realized my error in judging your character. So I have withdrawn my complaint. The detective is waiting for you inside to finish the formalities."

"I sincerely apologize," she says and gives a deep bow.

"I am glad that we are on the same page Dr. Seo, but you don't need to apologize. I was equally at fault. I shouldn't have accosted you without confirming who you were. I am sorry too." I say in a calm tone.

Giving me a small smile, she rummages in her bag, takes out a folded paper, and hands it to me.

"What's this?" I ask.

"Your fines have been paid off and I have also informed the authorities not to put a flag on your license because you helped me save a patient's life," she says. "You are in the clear Mr. Han. I didn't want you to go through any hassle for helping me out. So this is just a small thank you."

Did she pay off my 250,000 won fines so that it's not a burden to me? Seriously, does this woman know who I am?

"Anyway. I don't know if we will ever cross paths again, Mr. Han. But I hope we meet in better situations."

My veins go ice cold because this feels like a goodbye, but I am not ready to let go of this woman. The more I spend time with her, the more I am sucked into her orbit. I will need to figure out a solution to this and fast.

She brings forward a hand for a formal shake.

I am divided on choosing the correct course of action.

If I shake her hand, somewhere it would mean that it's a goodbye.

If I don't shake her hand, I will be letting go of a perfectly good opportunity to not only rebuild my image but also to touch her.

For some reason from the very first time I tried to correct her bow, there is an undercurrent just beneath my skin, whenever I am close to Seo Ari. Almost as if there is a magnetic force trying to pull me closer to her.

Deciding to go for politeness, I catch her stretched-out hand.

It started after a few seconds. The electric charge and the feeling of utmost warmth spread across my whole being.

Fascinated I look up to see whether she too feels it. She does. The feeling of utter fulfillment, happiness, and elation, which I am sure is clear as day on my face, is mirrored on hers.

I don't need to find a solution anymore. Because fate has just handed me, someone, I never asked for, but I know I desperately need.

My soulmate: Seo Ari

"Dr. Seo Ari, fate just merged our paths for a very very long time, don't you think?" I ask with a smile.

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Seo Ari POV

It feels right. So so right!

Like this is the moment I have been born for. This moment has been in the making for 31 years. Every breath that I have taken since birth has been dedicated to me finally meeting my soulmate.

This touch. This person.

Overwhelming doesn't even cover it. I have multiple feelings drowning me right now. However, the elation and happiness are overpowering.

The studies dedicated to skinship soulmates weren't kidding when they said that it was a feeling like none other. As if any other feeling felt until then wouldn't hold a candle to when the soulmates touched.

My fate has been inextricably tied now to someone who is technically a stranger to me. My survival depends on him going forward, as does his on mine.

Looking up at Mr. Han, I say, "We will need to tread this carefully, Mr. Han."

He nods in confirmation and takes out his phone to call someone, while still keeping his hand clasped in mine.

"Secretary Kim, clear my calendar for the next two days. I am not to be disturbed," he says.

Looking at me, he says, "Let me just go and sign the papers, Dr. Seo. I will be back in 10 minutes. I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but can I request you to accompany me to my home? We will be needing privacy for figuring this out."

I nod because I would rather not introduce him to Jae right now and I really don't want to do this in public either.

He gives me a small smile and goes inside, immediately making me feel empty as the contact breaks.

I immediately call Jeong Sun, knowing that I would have to request her to take in Jae for at least two days.

"Jeong Sun-a, is it okay if Jae lives with you for two nights?"

"Yeah, sure. What's wrong? Did some patients pop up out of the blue?" She asks.

"No, I just met my soulmate." I say in a normal voice and the line goes completely silent for a few beats.

"What?" She screams so loud that my mobile almost falls from my hand.

"What did you just say, Seo Ari? Soulmate? Tell me everything right now."

"Yes and it happens to be Mr. Han Junkyung." I say sullenly knowing full well that I was never not going to be teased about this.

Again silence. And then she is laughing her ass off. I am sure in irony. Just today morning I brushed off her claims of him having any interest in me. Now he is my soulmate.

"Only you. Only you Ari - fate has some crazy ways of getting back at you." She says.

"This is serious Jeong Sun-a. I am freaking out here. I have a soulmate. That too a fucking chaebol for a soulmate - the life that I have worked so hard over the last three years to stay away from - now I don't have an option than being a part of it." I say worriedly.

She immediately calms down, "Don't worry Ari-a. Jae and I will be with you every step of the way. Listen, I have a friend who specialises in soulmate bonds in the US. Let me talk to him. You should bring in an expert to educate yourself on the bond - I have heard it helps knowing the full process to avoid any unpleasant surprises."

"Yes, please. Call him and book an extended half a day appointment for me and Mr. Han with him. I am sure both of us will have a lot of questions once we get over the shock."

"Definitely. But remember that the first week is extremely important. You should be touching as much as possible to develop the bond and higher the skinship area the better." She says in a serious tone. I recall she had handled a few skinship soulmate case studies when she was in her residency. I would take her word because Jeong Sun is a very capable doctor.

Just as I am replying, Mr. Han returns and stands in front of me. He is eyeing me with a calm expression.

How is he not freaking out?

"Ari-a, are you there?" I forgot that I am still on a call.

"Yes, Jeong Sun-a. I will keep you posted. Thanks!" I reply and cut the call.

I stretch out my hand to him and say, "We should be maximizing the touch in the first week."

He takes my hand without question as the feeling of rightness settles right within my chest.

"Let's go, Dr. Seo. My parents will also be at my place. I would suggest that you too call over yours immediately so that we can get the conversation going." He says all of this matter of factly as we are walking towards his car without realising the heartbreak he was causing me.

Something must have stopped him though because as soon as we are settled into the car, he turns to me and asks carefully, "What happened, Dr. Seo? Did I say something to hurt you?"

I look up at him in surprise, which he reads on my face. "I could feel the devastation and grief through our bond when I mentioned parents."

Is it always going to be like this? This telepathy. This constant communication without words. Is this the crux of finding a soulmate - talking to someone at such an intimate level that there are no words required.

I am sure my eyes are misty when I say, "My parents are no more, Mr. Han. There is just one person who will be a part of all the discussions and that will be my best friend Dr. Yoon Jeong Sun."

Immediately, I feel protectiveness coming off him in waves. Something tells me that Mr. Han Junkyung is going to be a heck of a possessive and protective soulmate to handle.

"I am sorry." He says and I know he means it. "You are my priority now. So remember that you are not alone." Not knowing how to revert to his unexpected kindness I just squeeze his hand tightly as the bond keeps working it's magic.

Han Junkyung POV

When we reach, I notice that there are three cars in my parking lot. Looks like my parents are already here. What I don't understand is why the hell are Si-Hyeon and Tae Jeon here as well.

I would rather not discuss this in front of both of them.

Turning to Dr. Seo, I say, "Dr. Seo, there are two more people at my home right now apart from my parents. I recognise the cars. Please just hold off on saying anything and follow my lead."

She nods and doesn't look phased at the fancy cars or the home. She is just composed and in thinking mode at the moment. I can't really make out what she is thinking but whatever it is, it is serious enough for her to stay silent.

"Sure, Mr. Han. Whatever you say. This is your home after all."

No, not anymore. It will be our home going forward. But I don't say that. I don't want to overwhelm her with how fast I am going.

She has absolutely no clue of how happy I am that she is my soulmate and I look forward to winning her trust.

As we head in, I see everyone gathered in my living room having some light conversation.

"Hi guys," I say lightly and take up the far corner of the sofa which is empty.

I turn to Dr. Seo, not wanting her to feel awkward, "Dr. Seo, please sit."

She looks around alertly, gives everyone a respectful nod, and sits down. She is bracing for something because her muscles and back have gone stiff.

I notice everyone has their gazes trained on her. Each and every aspect of my soulmate is being scrutinized. I hate it but I know for a fact that she can fend for herself.

Without beating around the bush, I look at Si-Hyeon and Tae Jeon with a serious look, "Please don't doubt my manners, but I need to have a word with my parents and Dr. Seo privately. Would you guys mind taking a leave?"

I hear my mom gasp at my upfront dismissal. I scoff, she doesn't know the first thing of what has gone down and how much there is to figure out.

"Yah, Junkyung-a, we have taught you better. Why don't you introduce us to your friend here?" Tae Jeon says with his usual smirk. How is it that I have been friends with this guy? He is annoying as hell.

"By the way, are you doing that Princess Maker thing again? Dating someone below your class?" He continues condescendingly as he sizes up Ari. My soulmate on the other hand is giving him a scathing look.

I am seeing red.

This asshole had some nerve bringing up my past in front of my future. I am no saint so its not like I haven't made mistakes.

But for Dr. Seo to get to know about it on the very first day of her being my soulmate, feels like my luck is playing a sick game against me.

Him undermining her standards not knowing how smart and hardworking she is just drives home the point of how fake and money hungry our circles are.

Before I can reply, Dr. Seo gets a call, "Yes, Dr. Jung."

She is listening carefully, "Okay, please administer the blood thinners as we discussed. Also can you do me a favour? Please don't allot me any assist surgeries over the next two days."

"Yes. Thank you." and she cuts the call.

"Surgery?" my mom asks in suprise. Her first reaction since we walked in ten minutes ago.

Turning to her, Dr. Seo says, "Yes, Mrs. Han, I am a neurosurgeon at Seoul National." Which has varying degrees of surprise on everyone's face and blatant pride on mine.

Class? Fuck class. No one in the room could live up to Dr. Seo Ari's class.

Getting up she turns to me and says in a calm tone, "Mr. Han, I will wait outside. I can't be in a room with people who are not up to my class. Let me know once you are done."

I bark out a heartening laugh.

She is the only woman I know who knows when to let her fists do the talking and when to kill them with kindness.

Everyone in the room, even the damn servants are looking at me with surprise and wonder. Anyone who knows me, knows that I am not the one for noise. So the fact that Dr. Seo Ari could garner such a laugh out of me is a big damn deal.

"Dr. Seo, you will not go anywhere." I say firmly.

Turning to Tae Jeon I say in a serious tone, "Tae Jeon, this will be the last time you misbehave with my guest. Unless you want me to call in security, I suggest that you and Si Hyeon leave right now. You have made a mess as it is."

Si Hyeon is a smart woman because she clearly sensed the threatening undercurrent in my voice. She gets up and literally drags her husband who is clearly annoyed at being put in place. Asshole.

Before leaving Si Hyeon apologises profusely for her husband's remarks.

No use doing that Si Hyeon-a, he won't ever change.

I turn to my parents who have been silent through the whole ordeal and have been minutely observing my soulmate.

Just as I am about to broach the topic, Mr. Lim, our main legal counsel walks in with his assistant. He greets my parents with a bow.

If the surprise visit weren't enough, what happened next definitely raised a million questions.

When he turns to me and spots Dr. Seo beside me, he is stunned for a few moments and then immediately bows down to her deep.

"It's been a while, Madam Seo." He says.

I turn to look at my soulmate who has just closed her eyes, as if one of the biggest secrets of her life is out in the open.

Getting up she too bows down deep, "Long time no see Mr. Lim. How have you been?"

What the hell is happening right now?

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Seo Ari POV

This is awkward.

The atmosphere is thick with questions and doubts surrounding the other party. Funnily this time, my soulmate is on my side and the four other occupants are sitting on the other side.

I am not really sure how to approach this whole thing. I am a firm believer in honesty but demand the same consideration from others when I bare myself in front of them. Right now, I am unsure whether I want to open all my cards in front of Mr. Han's parents.

I turn to my soulmate only to find him staring right at me. His eyes hold so many questions but he is unphased by the fact that our current relationship is the center of attention.

"Dr. Seo." his father speaks for the first time since I walked in. He looks like he is in his late sixties with a composed aura. I can't get much of a read on him, which is not surprising. When you are Han Hyun-sik, one of the most legendary CEOs South Korea has ever seen, you are an expert at being elusive and unreadable.

"We would like to discuss this whole soulmate situation at length and build a contract to insulate both parties involved," he says calmly.

"Yes-"

"Absolutely not -"

My soulmate and I say at the same time. My answer was in the affirmative, while he is completely against it.

"Junkyung-a, this is a serious matter. We are wading through delicate waters and I would rather we cover all bases rather than bear the losses later." his father sighs.

"Abeoji, I will not make my soulmate sign anything. She will not have her will restrained by some measly words on a contract." I can feel the irritation simmering in his veins. He genuinely doesn't appreciate this move.

"Son, think through once before making rash decisions. We just want to protect you," his mother says looking at me with mild suspicion. I wouldn't blame her. People can do anything to stick to chaebols. I have been exactly through this thanks to Oh Min Hye.

Turning to her he says, "Eomma, I don't ever remember making decisions without the utmost thought. You both know this the best."

Deciding to take the decision away from Junkyung altogether, I look at his parents, holding their eye contact, and say, "Mr. and Mrs. Han, I am ready to sign a contract as long as the terms are fair to everyone involved."

"Ari-ssi," my soulmate says indignantly.

I completely turn to him and hold out my hand, which he takes immediately. The look of bliss on his face is mirrored on mine.

I carefully word myself and say, "Junkyung-ssi, someone very close to me suffered and ultimately died because he was completely blinded by his emotions and trusted the wrong person. We still don't know each other properly and trust takes a really long time to build, so it's absolutely justified that your parents want to protect you."

My throat clogs up as I recall my brother's devastation after Min Hye's betrayal. He could never come out of it and was depressed until his death on that fateful night.

My melancholy must have been evident because his hand tightens around me.

"Please cherish the fact that you have people who want to protect you at all costs. Start appreciating this before it's too late." I say in a small voice.

Not wanting to drown in my own despair at having no living family other than my nephew, I compose myself with a deep breath and turn back to the others only to be met with looks of complete awe and respect.

Taking a deep breath, I look at Mr. Lim, and say calmly, "You wouldn't be here Mr. Lim unless you had already drawn the papers. Can I have a look?"

Han Junkyung POV

Okay, we are going way too fast right now. Papers are already drawn? I turn to my parents for an answer and they have the decency to look guilty. What the hell were they thinking, doing all of this behind my back and that too in the span of the last two hours?

I also don’t like the fact that Seo Ari is the voice of reason here but the pleading soft voice earlier tugged at my heartstrings as I saw complete despair on her face. The fact that she asked me to appreciate my parents felt like a slap in the face. Coming from someone who had no family, it really did come across as if I didn't care what my parents thought.

This was not at all the case but at that point in time my soulmate was my priority.

"Why is there a compensation clause?" Dr. Seo's question comes in a controlled voice.

I turn to everyone waiting for an answer. They were the ones who built the damn papers, they might as well feel the heat of her questions. I am not saving their asses right now because, in some corner of my heart, I want to see how this goes. Will she accept compensation for being my soulmate?

I wouldn't fault her for it but it would definitely break my heart a bit because this would be no different than people just associating Han Junkyung with immeasurable wealth.

"About that," Mr. Lim says in a measured tone, "we would like to accommodate for the fact that you will be integral to Junkyung-ssi's survival," which was absolutely the wrong thing to say because Ari-ssi goes cold beside me.

Looking directly at my parents, "Are you guys serious right now?" They just remain calm and unbothered by her righteous anger. Unfortunately, in our world, with the right amount of money even the most upstanding and respectable people turn greedy.

My soulmate on the other hand is seething. She turns to me and asks, "Do you agree with this crap?"

Wow. She really doesn't care for manners when she is pissed.

Still wanting to see where this goes, I shrug non-committal and say, "There's no harm Ari-ssi. After all our lives are definitely going to change drastically. Might as well cash on it while you have the chance."

That last statement was extremely blunt. I could feel how hurt she was and I absolutely hated myself for it. But I couldn't help but test her now to know for sure that my soulmate wasn't looking at this new relationship as a business transaction.

She takes a calming breath and says with finality, "Han Junkyung-ssi, if I am getting compensated to be your soulmate, then you too will be compensated for being mine. Same amounts."

Picking up the contract from her lap, she looks at me with determination and says, "We both will pay each other 30 million won every month to compensate one another."

Of all the scenarios I could conjure, this was the farthest possible outcome. She has me floored. That amount is not small by any means. An annual sum would stand at 3.6 billion won, which makes me wonder how she will afford all of this.

Mr. Lim's secretary buts in and said in a condescending tone, "Ms. Seo, I don't think you are in a position to negotiate here. Quite honestly," she sizes up her simple appearance and goes on, "there is no way you can afford paying 30 million won to Mr. Han."

I lose it.

"Ms. Choi, unless you want me to ensure that you get blacklisted in Korea for the rest of your life, I recommend you apologize to Dr. Seo right now, after which you will be immediately escorted out," I say in a cold tone.

No one talks to my soulmate like that. I let Tae Jeon off the hook because he is Si-Hyeon's husband otherwise he would have received the same treatment.

She goes red in the face and apologises profusely which Seo Ari completely ignores. Just as the secretary is about to leave in tears, Seo Ari says, "Ms. Choi. Please wait."

Turning to Mr. Lim, Ari-ssi continues in a calm manner and says. "Mr. Lim, would you like to share with everyone how I can afford all of this? Don't worry. Our NDA will not be breached because I am giving you explicit permission to disclose my background."

What the hell? Is the NDA the reason he didn't bat an eye at his secretary's unacceptable behavior?

"Dr. Seo Ari, is late Mr. Seo Jae-young's younger child - the last CEO of AG Chem," he says in a leveled tone.

Surprise doesn't cut it. Everyone - me, my parents, and Ms. Choi are completely caught off guard.

A chaebol.

She is a fucking chaebol - coming from one of the oldest and most prestigious families in South Korea. Not in a million years would anyone come to that conclusion after spending time with her. She is the epitome of simple living.

I turn to look at her and notice she has gotten back to reading the contract as if she didn't just drop a bomb on everyone with her status.

Class? Money? Status? The Seo's have had it all and seen it all. There was a time when they were the trendsetters of our world not only in terms of business but also philanthropy and fashion.

"How does no one know you, Ari-ssi?" I have grown up in Korea and was in New York only for a few years but I never heard of her. Now that I recall, I do remember that the last CEO was killed along with his son and wife in an unfortunate car crash a few years ago.

Without looking up she says calmly, "I made a deal with my father. I signed off all rights to the company's inheritance to ensure that I never become a part of the chaebol society. In return he let me pursue my career as a neurosurgeon far away from Korea. I ended up spending half my life overseas."

Eyeing everyone while turning the page, she says softly, "But I guess life has a funny way of putting you in situations that you desperately want to avoid."

She finishes the contract and looks up at everyone.

"Just to be clear, we will have to redraft these papers to add further clauses pertaining to my last remaining blood relative," she says.

She must have felt the surprise through our linked hands because she turns to me and says, "My five-year-old nephew Seo Jae is in my charge and I need to secure him first because we are a package deal. Where I go, he goes."

A child. On top of a soulmate bond. Our lives just got more complicated.

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Seo Ari POV

We finally finished the discussion on the contract an hour ago. Junkyung-ssi and I decided to scrap the compensation clause because it made absolutely no fucking sense.

However, for some reason, I hadn't disclosed Jae's background and his relationship with Oh Min Hye. The guardianship battle is completely my responsibility and I don't see the reason why I should bring in a sensitive issue within an already complicated situation.

We had decided to reconvene the discussion tomorrow morning with the new clauses and my lawyer in attendance. Which made me reach out to Jeong Sun and her elder brother and father agreed to help without a second thought.

I was just standing in the hall looking at the huge garden facing the three-storeyed home when my phone rang. Jeong Sun is calling.

"Imo, are you okay?" My nephew asks before I could even get out a word.

"Yes, I am fine Jae. Don't worry baby." I say finally happy to hear his voice.

"I am sorry you had to go to Jeong Sun imo's all of a sudden, but there's been some urgent work that I need to wrap up. I will definitely come and pick you up the day after. But we can hop on a video call whenever you want."

"It's okay. But I was worried and I am glad you are okay," he says in a small voice.

Oh Seo Jae, what would I do without this kid? He is pretty much the epitome of kindness and cuteness overload.

"I am sorry Jae. I should have immediately called you on the home phone. Sorry, honey, I will do better." I say guiltily. I feel like the worst person right now. I have been so caught up in my soulmate that I momentarily forgot that there was a little person completely dependent on me.

After a beat, I say, "Honey it's quite late, you should sleep now."

"Yes, imo. Good night. Love you," he says happily now that he has checked for himself that I am okay.

"Love you too baby," I whisper.

"Ari-a, did everything go well there?" Jeong Sun asks in a quiet voice.

"Yes, as well as it could go. I will tell you once we meet. By the way, did you take your friend's appointment for tomorrow?" I ask.

"Yes, he has blocked off his entire morning tomorrow for you both. He is based in New York so it will be a 13-hour difference for us," she says.

"Thanks a lot, Jeong Sun-a. I will inform everyone about this tomorrow during the contract meeting."

"Ari-a let me know if you need anything. I can take a few days off as well until you figure out everything with Jae," she offers.

"That means a lot, Jeong Sun-a, but I am taking one day at a time and right now, I really don't have the strength to plan ahead." I genuinely feel drained.

"Okay. Take your time. Once again, charge as much as possible. It really does help." She says and cuts the call.

I get back to my thoughts as my soulmate requested some time to get his affairs in order for the next two days. With his position, clearing his calendar last minute would definitely have been a headache for his team.

This reminds me, he is a chaebol. One who happens to be quite active in the circles if I am not wrong.

I gathered that he was testing me earlier when he asked me to cash in on the compensation. It makes me wonder how many people have only stuck around in his life given the dollar signs on his bank account. Has no one tried to find out the person underneath?

My reading of Han Jukyung, although still incomplete, has been that he is a silent observer. In all our meetings, he has never used too many words but his actions in every scenario have alluded to the power he wields.

The air of mystery surrounding him is what caught my attention the most. I am sure he isn't decipherable to people he doesn't know, but surprisingly he has let me get glimpses of his feelings. Through smiles. Through words. Through actions.

I felt his presence without him even uttering a word. He was standing right beside me with only a few inches of distance between us, but the current from the soulmate bond could be felt between us. We were completely silent for a few minutes as the electricity continued to give us tiny shocks.

I turn to him, head a bit closer, and lean against the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He has changed into white chinos and a peach-colored sweater, which still makes him look like a damn fashion model.

Without our footwear, this particular scene is way too domestic. All of this is very new, which makes me nervous.

He takes his sweet time making eye contact letting me stare at him to my heart's content.

"Junkyung-ssi, can I make a request?" I ask slowly. He gives me a firm nod.

"This bond, especially with skinship, is going to be a difficult journey for the both of us. Irrespective of the fact whether we trust each other, like each other, or even know each other properly, we NEED each other to survive."

I take a step closer and hold out my hand to him. As he slips his hand in mine, I look up at him, searching for the right words to share the turmoil I was going through.

"Can we promise each other that we will always communicate? No matter what happens, I would like you to tell me what you are feeling. I will do the same. Because there is no getting rid of this Junkyung-ssi. Even if we have a fight of epic proportions where we both are at each other's throats in this hour, we would still need one another for charge in the next." I say softly as the bond hums through my veins.

"It's not easy being responsible for someone else's life. So I would like us to be open with each other no matter what the situation is. As you said, we are tied together for a very long time."

He takes a deep breath and raises his hand to my face. Before touching me though his eyes ask me for permission.

Nodding I just go ahead and pull his palm against my cheek.

Zing.

Complete silence and then utter bliss. The feeling is unmatched. My eyes lose focus as the energy zaps through my entire being. I must have moved closer to him because all of a sudden I have my other cheek pressed against his heart, which is in overdrive right now, and my left hand automatically circles his waist.

Standing there for a few minutes as we both get used to this new and overwhelming feeling, I can make out that my soulmate is feeling calm. It's hard to describe this phenomenon of soulmates sharing emotions. It's as if a small tendril of whatever he is feeling latches on to every charge we share, making my entire being take notice of his emotions at a given point in time.

"Is it just me or do you also catch the flavor of what I am feeling, Ari-ssi?" He asks softly but in an awed tone.

Han Junkyung POV

She looks up at me, leaning her chin on my chest, her doe-shaped eyes ablaze with wonder. This makes my hand automatically go around her waist given the angle. I have been blessed with one heck of a beautiful soulmate.

"I see that you too have noticed it, Junkyung-ssi. There are a lot of studies out there which say that every soulmate bond is unique. There are several types that doctors and researchers have established. Ours seems to be the one where we can get a read on the other's feelings. Like you said it's just a flavour or I would term it as a small tendril of what the other might be feeling."

I hum at the information. "Now that I recall, such bonds are rare and are almost non-existent in the Asian continent." She continues in a soft voice.

"In the past few hours since we discovered the bond, you have been surprised, elated, melancholic, angry, worried, and intrigued. Those are the emotions I know for sure have coursed through you because they were instantaneously infused in me as well - with or without the touch." I say.

Cupping her cheek with my right hand, I continue, "What I am trying to say is, we are already communicating Ari-ssi. What we must learn is to actually use the words. Relationships, of any kind, can not be built without sharing concerns and talking honestly. So yes, I promise you, I will communicate with you. About anything and everything. Because we are in this for the long haul."

"Do bear in mind though that I expect you to do the same. Anything and I mean literally anything you feel, please know that now you have someone to share it with. No holds barred." I emphasize in a firm tone.

She nods her head and gives me a grateful smile.

"Just a heads up Junkyung-ssi, a very trusted contact of mine specializes in soulmate bonds. I have taken his appointment for the entirety of tomorrow evening to discuss at length the intricacies. I would prefer that we educate ourselves on this from the very beginning rather than learning lessons through unfortunate events," she says calmly after a beat.

"That's actually a great idea. I was going to ask you whether you had any contacts we could talk to about this. I am glad that you have been proactive about it." I say as the bond continues to pulse beneath my skin.

The huge pendulum clock behind me strikes indicating that it's already midnight.

As if it's a cue for bedtime, my soulmate yawns the cutest yawn trying to hide her face in my chest. She is tired and I am sure she must have had a long day.

"Come on Ari-ssi, we should sleep. I know all of this is new so I won't ask you to move into a bedroom until you can trust me. A makeshift bed has been set up in the north wing living room." I say.

Pulling her along with me, she just hums a small thank you while taking in the view as we enter the other side of the house.

We sit facing each other on the bed not knowing how the hell to go forward. She takes the lead and says, "I don't want to make this awkward, but it really is important that we increase the area of touch. The initial few weeks are crucial for building a solid base and letting the bond mature. The soulmates also tend to be more vulnerable, physically and emotionally, during this period because our bodies are under a serious transition."

I nod taking in all this information, taking notes in my mind on what I'll have to keep in mind going forward.

She continues with a deep breath and looks down at my hands, "An easy start would be our forearms and legs. We can try and lay beside each other so that our hands and legs remain in contact. Or another option is that we cuddle so that irrespective of the clothes, the bond will keep working even as we sleep." I really like the fact that she is being very practical about this. There is no hesitation or inappropriate behavior. She is just treating this as she would for her patient.

I nod solemnly and decide that she needs to be comfortable with this. Taking her hands into mine which she had kept on her knees, I look at them reverently. These hands are the ones that save lives every day. Now, it is my responsibility to ensure that she continues to be a kickass neurosurgeon and never falters in her duty.

"I am okay with anything that you prefer Ari-ssi. I promise to abide by any rules you make because I don't wish to make you uncomfortable." I say softly.

She nods at me and says, "How about we try lying side by side first? You too should never feel uncomfortable. Let's take baby steps."

Really appreciating her thoughtfulness for taking into consideration my comfort, I nod gratefully.

As we settle in with our hands and legs touching, the bond relaxes my muscles completely and eases the exhaustion which had been weighing down on me for the past hour.

As I am slipping into a deep sleep, my soulmate threads her fingers into mine bringing a small smile to my face. I am never letting her go. I look forward to becoming an integral part of her and her nephew's life.

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Seo Ari POV

I must admit. It had completely slipped my mind that I had promised Mr. Han a meal. Between the bonding, the contract, the lengthy appointment with the specialist, and just finding our footing amidst this extremely awkward situation, a meal was at the bottom of my priority list.

But I was reminded of it all of a sudden in the middle of the week. Not being the one to keep any debts pending, I immediately call him.

He answers in two rings and I ask, "Yeoboseyo, Mr. Han?"

"Hello, Dr. Seo."

"I just remembered that I had promised you a meal and since we both know very well that there will come a time when we will prefer not to eat food, I would rather take advantage of the fact that our bond is still new and nascent. Hence, the reason for my call. Are you free this evening?"

"You are right. I hadn't thought of that. Yes, I am free. Let me know where you want to go, and I will come and pick you up," he says.

"No. Since you gave me a ride last time, I would like to do the same for you." I tell him firmly and cut the call before he could retaliate.

Evening

Han Junkyung POV

At exactly 5.50 pm, I received a text from Dr. Seo telling me that she had arrived. Hmm, the woman is punctual but I would presume that doctors would be the first ones to value time more than anyone else.

Whatever I thought I could expect went down the drain, when I reached the lobby.

Seo Ari was standing casually wearing baggy jeans and a plain white t-shirt and sports shoes, against a sleek black Mercedes G-Wagon and seemed to be engrossed in her phone.

Damn, she is into such cars?

That intrigue that I spoke about? Scratch that! I am already obsessed with this woman.

I never expected her to have this car! Because women all around me are into Porches and Aston Martins.

Walking up to her, I call her in advance so as to not startle her, "Good evening, Dr. Seo. You are early."

She turns to me with a small smile, "Ah Mr. Han" and she bows in greeting.

"Yes, I prefer being punctual," she says.

"Can we leave? I just made reservations," she continues.

As I nod my head, she opens my door for me, just the way I would for her if I were picking her up. As we buckle in and I get the sleek view of the interiors, she says, "The place I have chosen is a bit far so it would take around 40 minutes to reach."

"No worries. By the way, you are into cars? Don't take it the wrong way but you might be the only female I know who owns such a beast of an SUV."

Smoothly pulling onto the road, she laughs light-heartedly, "Yes, I get that a lot. God knows how many times I have found people from the hospital fawning all over my G-wagon."

She pats the console lovingly when she says G-wagon and turns to me with a twinkle in the eye and asks, "He's cute, isn't he?"

Her innocence brought a genuine smile to my face. "But to answer your question: I have been into jeeps and SUVs my whole life, so the first thing I did after settling here in Korea, was to invest in this beast."

"When did you come back to Korea?" I ask, suddenly wanting to know everything there is to know about this woman.

"I was in the US for almost 15 years: first for my studies and then for work. I only just got back 2 years ago." Her face had turned pale - whatever the reason was for her returning was most likely too painful.

That's the reason why people in our circles pretty much don't know of her. Since she let go of her inheritance no one would have known that she is associated with AG Chem. But even that wouldn't have mattered much because her father ensured that she stayed away from the country for almost half her life. Her life other than her fame as a fucking phenomenal neurosurgeon is pretty much a clean slate.

Deciding to divert her attention, I ask her, "Oh that's great that you have so much exposure. Where did you study?"

"Bachelors in Stanford and then I transferred to Harvard for Neurosurgery," she tells me with a shrug. Like it's no big deal.

WHAT? My soulmate is basically a genius!

Before I could say anything further, a call comes through with the name saved as "Aegi" which sends ripples of jealousy through me. I hadn't outright asked whether she had a boyfriend what with our lives pretty much turning upside down with the bond.

Picking up the call on speaker phone, "Jae, what's up baby?"

Hearing her nephew's name, I internally breathe a sigh of relief.

Okay, no competition.

"Imo, where are you?" a childish soft voice reverts.

"Baby I am going out for dinner with someone. Is everything okay? Isn't Jung-Sun imo keeping you company?" she asks worriedly.

"She is. But I miss you," he says.

Something akin to blatant worry crosses her features, "Okay, aegi. Let's do one thing, I will come back right now and we will have dinner together."

She turns her face to me pleadingly, as if I was going to say no to her. It's been three days since the bond and she has requested her best friend, who was the only one who knew what was happening, to look after Jae so that we could figure out everything.

"But what about your friend imo? I don't want to cut down your time with your friend." the boy says in a voice that is mature and way beyond his years.

"It's okay baby, my friend will tag along. We can show him our awesome cooking skills."

"Really? Can I invite him?" the boy asks in an excited voice.

"Sure, you are on speaker phone so he can hear you. His name is Han Junkyung."

Before I could get out a word, he says, "Annyeonghaseyo Mr. Han, I am Seo Jae and I am 5 years old. I know we are not supposed to invite strangers to our homes but if Imo had planned to go with you for dinner then you are not a stranger. Will you please come to Jeong-Sun imo's place to have dinner with us?"

He says all of this in one breath which makes me laugh out loudly at his cuteness as well as smartness. Not wanting to keep him hanging, I reply, "Annyeonghaseyo, Seo Jae-ssi, it's so nice to meet you. Yes, I would love to join you all for dinner, and thank you for inviting me."

When I look to my left, Ari's eyes have gone misty. It seems she is pretty close to crying. With a trembling voice she reverts, "Aegi, tell Jeong-Sun imo that we will be there in half an hour. Just decide what you both want to eat until then and I'll make it. Bye."

"Bye imo," he replies happily.

Sensing her volatile emotions through the bond I feel like I am encroaching on her privacy. Wanting to give her some space I just extend my hand to her which she takes while steering the car with one hand. As usual, the electric shock flows through my veins, helping my muscles to relax. It had been more than 7 hours since the last charge, so it was obvious that we were low on energy.

"I am sorry, Mr. Han. I should have asked you first. Its okay if you are not ready to meet Jae so soon." She says softly as she wades through the traffic expertly.

"He is a part of you Ari-ssi and you happen to be my soulmate. I want to meet him and ensure that we get along well. He is just as important to me as you are." I say while running soothing circles on her hand.

She exhales and says, "Thank you Junkyung-ssi. You have no idea how much this means to me." She turns to me and gives me a beaming smile of gratitude, which I return with equal force.

We both had a lot to be grateful for.

It looks like my soulmate is definitely making me revisit my viewpoints and beliefs in life.

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Seo Ari's Home

Han Junkyung POV

I am nervous as hell to meet her nephew. He is an integral part of Ari's life and I really want to make a good impression on him. With how fast things are going and how invested I am, it's vital that I am on good terms with her only family member.

It's been a few minutes since we arrived, and her home has caught my full attention.

As I stepped inside, the layout gave me an immediate sense of openness. The polished hardwood floors stretch before me, leading the way through each room. The floor-to-ceiling windows graced every wall flooding the interior with natural light, seamlessly connecting the room to the breathtaking beauty of the garden beyond.

The heart of the home was a spacious living area, tastefully adorned with plush sofas and cushions that beckoned you to sink in and relax. The color palette, a blend of earthy neutrals and soothing pastels, evokes a sense of calm. Soft throw blankets draped over the furniture invited you to snuggle in, while elegant artwork adorns the walls, adding a touch of sophistication.

Dr. Seo Ari's cozy home emanates warmth, a haven nestled amidst the bustling Itaewon area. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow through the windows, the doorbell chimed, announcing the arrival of her nephew and best friend, Yoon Jeong Sun.

We decided to meet at Ari's place as Jeong Sun had been called into the hospital urgently.

Ari opens the door only to be tackled by her 5-year-old nephew at full force, "Imo," he squeals in delight.

Picking him up, Ari twirls him around in her arms and hugs him tightly, "Baby. How are you?"

"Imo, I missed you," he says as he peppers both her cheeks with kisses.

That action of his brings out delighted squeals of laughter from my soulmate.

Shit. These two people are going to own me someday. I can feel it.

Putting him down, Ari quickly bids goodbye to her friend who seems completely unphased by the antics of the aunt and nephew. Giving me a respectful nod, she takes her leave.

As my soulmate turns to me, I get the full view of the other man in her life. Seo Jae.

The little man with whom I'll always have to share my soulmate. No matter what, his needs will always remain above ours.

Jae has a mop of dark unruly hair and sparkling eyes with unbridled enthusiasm.

"Imo, is this your friend?" Jae's voice held a mix of excitement and curiosity as he tugs on her sleeve.

Ari knelt down and smiled at her nephew. "Yes, this is Han Junkyung."

Jae eyed me with a mixture of interest and trepidation. He extended a tiny hand, not missing the opportunity to scrutinize me further. "Hi, I'm Jae."

I crouched down to meet Jae at eye level, keeping my demeanor gentle and open. "Hello, Jae. It's nice to meet you. Thank you for inviting me for dinner."

I could feel from the bond that Ari watched the exchange with anticipation, recognizing that this was a crucial moment. "Jae, why don't you show Mr. Han your toy cars? I think he'd love to see them."

Jae's eyes darted between his imo and me, then settled back on me. The wheels of his little mind turned, and he finally nodded, leading the way to a colorful pile of toy cars nearby.

As Jae chattered away about his favorite cars, Ari and I exchange an amused glance. The conversation slowly took off between us, shifting from Jae's interests to more general topics.

"I am getting started on the dinner boys," Ari calls out as she steps into the open-concept kitchen with us in her direct line of sight in the seating area.

In no time the aroma of a home-cooked meal wafted from the kitchen, infusing the air with a sense of comfort and anticipation.

Sneaking glances at my soulmate I noticed that she moved with a practiced grace and focused intent on the dishes she was preparing. I could sense that she was in her element right now.

All of a sudden Jae, not at all interested in playing, decides that we should be giving his imo company as she cooks - which has us moving to the kitchen, with me on the bar stool and Jae sitting on the countertop chattering away about the day he had at the preschool.

My soulmate listened to him attentively, not letting a single word of his go unheard. She gave reactions wherever she wanted and asked him questions about anything and everything.

This brings me to a striking realization.

Seo Ari is not just Seo Jae's aunt. She is his mother.

She is doing every single thing a mother does for her child and that increases the respect I have for my soulmate multifold. Despite her life being a shit storm these past few years after the death of her entire family, she has valiantly soldiered on for the sake of her nephew.

I am happy to sit and follow their conversation. I smile as I realize that my soulmate actively tries to pay attention to me as well, lest I feel left out.

Ari eventually leads us to the dining table, where an array of colorful ingredients awaits. Bowls of freshly prepared vegetables, marinated meats, and fragrant rice adorn the table. She serves us, assembling the bibimbap with care.

As we began to eat, I sensed that Ari was observing my reaction subtly, her heart brimming with a mix of nervousness and hope. The bond. I can see that she has put her heart into the meal and somehow, I believe she is hoping it would be a bridge between me and her beloved nephew.

I took a moment of pause after the first bite. Oh my god! If she cooks such a simple meal so deliciously, then I am screwed for life. Then and there, I promise myself that I am not going to miss any opportunity to eat meals cooked by her.

As I keep chewing, I look at Ari and can't help but offer a subtle nod of appreciation. The flavors danced on my palate, each ingredient harmonizing in a symphony of taste.

Ari exchanged a knowing smile with Jae, who had been observing the interaction closely. As the dinner continues, laughter and conversation flow effortlessly, a testament to the connection that was being nurtured around the table.

However, I sensed that Jae's curiosity had not been fully sated. The boy turned to me, his gaze unwavering. "Are you imo's friend like Uncle Joon?"

My lips twitched into a thoughtful smile. "Well, I'm her friend, but I'm also more than that. I care about your imo. A lot."

Jae's expression remained serious as he posed a question that showcased his protective nature. "Are you her soulmate?"

Ari gasps and whispers, "Jae, how..?"

"I heard Jeong Sun imo talking to you. I asked her but she said I should talk to you about it directly," he says in a level voice as he continues looking at me with a piercing gaze.

This is a test.

He wants to see whether I am the right person for his imo, whom he sees as a mother. He is protective of her as he should be.

Glancing at Ari, I ask silently for her approval before answering calmly, "Yes, I am your imo's soulmate."

Keeping his chopsticks down, he crosses his arms across his chest and takes his sweet time scrutinizing both his imo and I.

He might be young but it's clear from his gaze that he is assessing the situation instead of jumping to any conclusion. Being a CEO, I am attuned to reading people from all age groups and I can tell that Seo Jae will make a great leader when he grows up based on his instincts.

"Jae, baby maybe we…." Ari says hesitantly, but he cuts her off and asks me directly, "Do you plan to make her smile?"

My gaze softened at his protectiveness and I answered with sincerity. "I will try my best to make her smile and feel happy."

"Do you plan on leaving us the way eomma, appa, halmeoni, halabeoji did?" he continues in a soft voice.

His question drowns me in sudden and immense grief only for me to quickly realize what I am feeling is the onslaught of my soulmate's never-ending grief through our bond.

As I slip my hand into hers, I see Ari in pain, tears rolling down her closed eyes. Squeezing her hand tightly, I turn back to the little man.

"Seo Jae. I don't plan on leaving either of you. Ever. That's a promise." I say firmly.

He is immediately standing on his chair and extending out his pinky finger to me and says, "Seal it."

Letting out a chuckle at his tenacity, I pull out my hand from Ari's, missing the charge, and seal the deal with my thumb pressing into his. Jae's stern expression finally softened into a shy smile. It seemed that my response had passed his test of authenticity.

Looking at his imo, he says teasingly, "Okay, I approve of your soulmate, imo."

Ari chuckled, a mix of amusement and affection in her eyes. "Thank you for the approval, Jae."

My eyes are crinkled with a mixture of gratitude and amusement as I say. "I'm honored, Jae."

As the evening progresses, one thing becomes abundantly clear to me.

Looking at their laughing and giggling faces as they both race around her house, I know for a fact that I would move heaven and earth to protect them both. No one will dare touch a hair on their precious heads.

I will make sure of it.

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Seo Ari POV

The last couple of days have all been about adjustments. All three of us have been focusing on finding a footing, as every fabric of our life changes.

Jeong Sun and Junkyung-ssi’s parents have been constant pillars of support as they have helped us navigate this whole situation with caution and care.

The contract signing is today as the process got delayed. The delay has been due to my reservations mainly surrounding the living arrangements. With Jae in the picture, I wanted to stick to my home not wanting to put my soulmate in a position where he would have to make severe adjustments to accommodate a child, while also not wanting to disrupt my nephew’s life. Children associate their homes with safety and security and a change in surroundings can be a hard transition when they are young.

However, Junkyung-ssi made a valid point when he said that his home is under heavy security and is the best place for us to stay in, given the fact that his life is always under heavy scrutiny. Though apprehensive at first, I was sold when he made the point of higher security. Anything to keep Jae safe.

We decided to opt for a dating front, if asked, but keep the fact that we were soulmates completely under wraps. The fact that the new CEO of a firm as big as Hue Cosmetics relies on someone else for survival was not something the investors would take too kindly.

However, our lawyers didn’t see the reason why our dating would be much of an issue because our circles were completely removed from one another. It wasn’t like we went out together or were being clicked at by the paparazzi every day. I am no celebrity in Korea. However, I had shared my concerns with my soulmate, because he is famous and seems to have quite a fan following from what I gathered from Jeong Sun.

He has been very forthcoming in assuring me that he would see to it that his life wouldn't impact my nephew and me in any manner. Until now, he has been a man of his word so I trust him.

I call him as I park my car in the massive underground parking of the Hue Cosmetics’ headquarters, “Hi, Junkyung-ssi. I am here. Where should I go?”

“Ari-ssi. I am just finishing a meeting on the 40th floor. Would you mind coming here instead of my office?” he asks.

“Sure,” I say and get going. He had already added me and Jae to Hue’s security systems, so I had no issues getting in.

The Hue Cosmetics offices are clearly a class apart. The entire floor had a harmonious blend of contemporary aesthetics and traditional charm. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed a panoramic view of the city, casting a warm glow across the room.

After about ten minutes, I get a message from Junkyung that he would need some more time as he apologized for making me wait.

“No worries. I took the day off, so I am in no hurry.” I text him back.

Taking out my book and reading glasses, I lean against the huge pillar beside the window and dive into my book, which is fast becoming an all-time favorite.

Han Junkyung POV

This meeting is giving me a glaring headache. On one hand, are the board members, with each person coming in with their own idea of how the Swiss Perfection line’s launch should progress. On the other hand, are the social media influencers, with whom we will be collaborating under a paid partnership. I have already made Ari-ssi wait for more than 45 minutes now because I have been hoping for these dimwits to see eye to eye on something at least.

I have a very high tolerance for illogical and greedy people seeing as I have spent all my life maneuvering the likes. However, Jin Chae Hee and Oh Min Hye are just a breath away from being bestowed the top positions on my shit list. Both women are one of a kind: total bitches with zero integrity and manners. For the life of me, I can’t see what their partners see in these women.

Right from when our negotiations began, these two women have been trying to play backstabbing tricks on one another to squeeze out a larger pay from Hue. It's so disgusting that people, especially those who are pretty well off and have the power to influence society, act in such a deplorable manner.

Having had enough of a discussion, which is clearly not going anywhere, I dismiss everyone and we start stepping out of the conference room.

As I walk out of the southernmost exit with Secretary Kim beside me, I spot my soulmate engrossed in a book farther down the hall. She is dressed formally today in a crisp off-white shirt and high-waisted gray trousers. Her hair is as usual in a low bun. But what catches my eye is the fact that she is completely lost in her own world even as more than 30 people’s chatter engulfs the hall. A board member has pulled me to the side for a word when I hear a shriek.

“Hya, Seo Ari. What the hell are you doing here?” Oh Min Hye shouts throwing Ari-ssi’s book to the ground.

Ari-ssi takes a deep breath, picks up her book, and continues to ignore Oh Min Hye. How do they know each other? Putting away the book into her bag, Ari-ssi continues to lean on the pillar.

“Hya, answer me. Did Hue Cosmetics invite you here to be their ambassador for the launch?” She screams.

The question though earns a sarcastic laugh from my soulmate. “I don’t see how that’s any of your concern,” she says.

“Tell me. How did you get invited here? Even I had to pull strings to get in. You are nothing.” Oh Min Hye shouts.

This woman seems to have a death wish. If she keeps going at this rate, I will personally get her banished from the whole goddamn Korean entertainment industry.

“Oh? Seeing that I have full authorized access to the building, while you with your so-called connections can only enter upon invitation, is quite telling of your worth Min-Hye-ssi.” Ari-ssi says calmly.

My need to protect my soulmate pushes my feet forward, wanting to put an end to this right now. As I go and position myself behind my soulmate, I feel her calming down through the bond. This bitch had pissed her off. It's clear that Ari-ssi was holding herself back not wanting to create a scene.

Everyone has been glued to the drama unfolding on the floor but with my move, the audience is now waiting with bated breath to see what happens next. I don’t plan on stepping in because Dr. Seo Ari is no damsel in distress, but Oh Min Hye should take even her next breath with great caution because I am hanging on to my patience by a very thin thread.

As Oh Min Hye assesses my move, she ends up doing exactly what I expected her to do: decimate all her chances of bagging the paid partnership or any future partnership for that matter.

“Is the rumor about you dating him true?” she asks Ari incredulously, which makes my soulmate give me an adorably clueless look. Of course, Seo Ari gives absolutely zero fucks about what happens in the world of celebrities, so she doesn’t know that rumors have started rounds since we were photographed together yesterday, right after I picked her up from the hospital.

“Answer me. Did you hit on him? Is that why you are getting special treatment?” she continues.

“Oh Min Hye, let me ask you this. Why should I answer you? We are not friends so I won’t bother sharing such personal things with you. I am sure we were done acting like best friends a long time ago, don’t you think?” Ari-ssi replies with an icy glare.

“Ms. Oh, consider our offer for paid partnership canceled.” I step in, having heard this woman spew enough nonsense over the past few minutes.

“What? But Mr. Han…?” she starts.

“You should have thought about the consequences of your actions before insulting my guest. I don’t appreciate my guests being mistreated in any manner. Neither I, nor my company, associate ourselves with people who don’t know how to show basic courtesy and respect.” I say in a firm voice.

“It's no use, Mr. Han,” Ari-ssi says loudly.

“People like Oh Min Hye never change.” She continues with disgust dripping through her words and anger surging through her being. The outright abhorrence that Ari-ssi is showing for Oh Min Hye, makes me wonder what happened between these two, for my soulmate to have such hatred against her.

Wanting to get out of here at the earliest, I look Ms. Oh straight in the eye and say, “You better make yourself scarce from my premises Ms. Oh unless you want pictures of you being escorted by our security plastered all across social media and newspapers by tomorrow.”

“Let’s go, Dr. Seo,” I say as I quickly escort her out of people’s view and into my personal elevator.

As soon as the doors close, I ask, “Are you okay, Ari-ssi?”

She gives me a small nod and says, “Yes, I am okay.”

“Can I ask you something?” She gives me a nod.

“What happened between you and Ms. Oh? I could sense that you hate her.” I say carefully and I see her visibly stiffen.

“I would rather not talk about it, Junkyung-ssi. Please.” She says in a low voice.

Not wanting to push her on what clearly seemed to be a delicate issue, I give her an assuring nod.

As we enter my office, Ari-ssi heads to the window as I take up my seat behind my large oakwood desk.

My soulmate seems to be lost in thought and is leaning against the window gazing out into the distance. Noticing her worries tugging at the bond, I approach her and pull her firmly against my side, with the charge instantly calming her down.

“What’s wrong?” I whisper after a beat.

“The rumors Oh Min Hye was talking about,” she starts slowly, “Is it true?”

Taking a deep breath I nod, “Yes, someone caught us after we left the hospital last night. The pictures were already out by the time we got home. I just found out this morning.”

She takes in a deep breath and moves back to look up at me, “Although I have grown up in the same circles as you, I really admire your strength for living this life Han Junkyung-ssi. It must have been hard growing up in an environment where you are scrutinized and judged for every breath you take.”

Her compassion and understanding of what I have been through really mean a lot. It doesn’t bother me anymore but there was a time when I downright hated it.

“I took my own sweet time getting used to it, Ari-ssi. It grated at my nerves so much that I ended up moving to New York for a couple of years.” I say softly.

“Really? Daebak, finally we have found at least one thing in common.” She says immediately.

“Wae? The fact that we both are chaebols is also something we have in common.” I tease back.

“Aish. Don’t remind me. I would rather stay away from that classification forever.” She says sulkily.

“Why? I don’t understand your reluctance of showing your true status, Ari-ssi.” I ask, not able to hold back my curiosity.

She has gone to an immense length to cover her background and I know for a fact that there is a big reason for it. I just need to know what that is. Turning back to the view, she says, “Someday, I will tell you everything Junkyung-ssi.” She says firmly leaving no room for discussion as I feel her resolute silence on the matter.

I just squeeze her hand to give her my silent support, but I hope that that day comes soon. Ever since our first meeting, even before the bond, my mind has been dedicated to learning everything there is to know about Dr. Seo Ari. I know I am obsessed with her, but even more than that there is a constant need to protect her simmering just beneath my skin.

It would only be a matter of time before Dr. Seo’s past caught up with us.

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Seo Ari POV

Junkyung-ssi had mentioned that Hue is launching a new product line – the first since he took over as the CEO. He has been extremely busy to the point that our charging hours this past month have taken place in the most unassuming places from the parking lots to hospital stairwells to the back of his car, mainly because the handful of hours of charge at night just weren’t enough.

I head to the parking lot having just finished an exhausting day full of consults and intern rounds. Today is the day of the launch, but Junkyung-ssi had been kind enough to let Jae tag along with him, since Jeong Sun and I were caught up in the hospital.

I had no issues letting Jae attend the event since my soulmate fired Oh Min Hye right in front of me on the day of the contract signing. Knowing her she would never turn up at a place, where she was not welcome.

"Hi. I will be there in 15 minutes, Junkyung-ssi. Thank you so much for looking after Jae and I am sorry for burdening you." I tell him as I pull onto the road.

"Ari-ssi, please stop saying sorry and thank you for everything. The whole party is bearable because I have Jae with me. Believe me, this is not my scene." he says with a sigh.

"Why do you do it then?" I ask with curiosity. If he doesn't like it, then he doesn't need to attend, right?

"I am still a new CEO, so I must be seen at all our major launches. Believe it or not, too many absences lead to lots of bad publicity," he replies.

"Well, okay. I hope Jae entertains you until I show up. After that, I will just take him home and cook us a nice meal." I say and I hear him groan out loud.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"I can't believe I am going to miss your home-cooked meal for this damn party," He says more to himself than me and he is completely serious.

I laugh out loud at his honesty. "I will save you a plate if you want. As you said, this is important for you and your company."

He hums sadly and I say, "Okay, I am cutting off now. See you soon."

At the Launch Venue

After parking my car, I hurried inside wanting to relieve my soulmate from Jae duties as soon as I can. He doesn't owe me this support, but he was still doing it and I couldn’t be more grateful.

I had freshened up in a record 15 minutes, so I was really underdressed at the moment, in a simple black top and white khaki pants. Women here were wearing some of the most reputed brands - I saw a few wearing Chanel's line, which came out just a week ago. Contrary to common belief, Jeong Sun and I have sophisticated tastes, a secret hidden beneath our professional commitments. Amidst our demanding careers, we rarely got a chance to showcase our penchant for style.

The event is in full swing, with a remarkable turnout of nearly a hundred attendees. The Plaza is a sight to behold, and I couldn't help but admire the grandeur. I mentally note to commend Junkyung for the magnificent setup later.

I was just about to call him when a familiar sound caught my attention – the frightened cry of a child. My heart raced as I tried to locate the source – Jae. In an instant, my protective instincts kicked in.

Rushing forward, I find a woman holding Jae's arm with a vice-like grip. I recognize the woman but can't immediately place her.

The woman's voice dripped with disdain as she says loudly, "You brat. How dare you get water all over my clothes. Do you have any idea how expensive these are?"

Jae looked miserable and apologetic. "I am sorry, Miss. I was just playing and didn't see you."

"Sorry. Huh? Who the hell is gonna pay for the damage? Low lives like you can't even dream of wearing these clothes."

Having heard enough of her high-handed bullshit, I decided to step in when Jae beats me to it and says, "You don't deserve my apology. My imo taught me never to say sorry to rude people like you. I take it back."

They both were causing a scene. I could see people turning their heads at the witch's high shrilly voice. I need to step in. I don't want any problems to be caused for Junkyung-ssi due to me or Jae.

Angered by a small boy's truthful words I could clearly see the woman's eyes bulge.

"Hya. You little shit. Do you not know who I am? I am Jin Chae Hee" and raised a hand to slap Jae.

But I stepped in and held her hand. Getting into her face, I say with a steady voice, "Enough."

This bitch had the guts to look down and raise a hand to my nephew when he wasn't at fault.

"My nephew has every right to take back his apologies if the person is not worthy of it. Having heard the tone you just took for an honest mistake, I can confidently say that he is right."

Fuming further, she screams, "Yah."

She sizes me up, and I think she recognizes me from somewhere, "Ah, you are the one who was gloating at Binnimom, correct? Huh, she was right, you definitely were wearing a borrowed Saint Laurent dress."

Oh, she is from the godforsaken party. I control the urge to roll my eyes at how attending that darn event pretty much turned my life into absolute chaos. I am starting to think I should throw out the damn dress for the number of times it has been brought up by everyone.

I continue glowering at her, unimpressed, not wanting to give her an ounce of recognition, which she doesn't appreciate. "Yah," she screams again and pushes me and I end up destabilizing, moving a few feet back due to the sheer force.

I am seething now. Before I could gather my wits around my soulmate is in front of me and boy, is he angry.

Moving to his right, I realized that the lady was about to slap me. That's why Junkyung is holding her hand in a death grip.

Looking at Junkyung's thunderous face, she is cowering in fear now.

"Chae-hee-a, that's enough," he says in a steady voice. Given the informal address, it's clear that they know each other well.

Like a petulant child, she carries on, "Oppa, wae? You are stopping me from putting some low-life trash in her place. Look at the way she is dressed for a Hue Cosmetics event. This is beneath your reputation, Oppa. Believe me, I am actually helping you."

I feel it seconds before it happens because I can feel the fury through our bond. Han Junkyung, my ever-composed soulmate, is about to snap. Oh shit.

"Shut up." Junkyung-ssi roars. Literally. As if we weren't already the center of attention, now the entire place is dead silent.

Taking note of the numerous cameras, which I am sure are either live streaming or taking videos, I decided to step in. After all, this is his launch event. I didn't want some petty drama with a high-handed brat to garner negative publicity for him and his company.

Walking up to him, I slip a hand into his to calm him down through the bond. Which works to some extent because he takes a deep breath and visibly relaxes.
Then a woman in black comes rushing to Ms. Jin's side. I recognize her from that first night - she and her husband Tae Jeon were the ones Junkyung-ssi had asked to leave.

She steps in and tries to pull Chae-Hee away from the mess. “Chae-Hee, come on. You have already created a scene. Let's go." She says urgently.

"Unnie, wae. I didn't do anything wrong by putting these people in their place. They don't deserve to even be at the entrance of this event. How the hell were they allowed to get in?" she looks at me and Jae, who is curled around my leg right now, with disgust.

I am unphased. Her entitled attitude doesn't affect me. I have grown up amongst chaebols and have lived in the shadows observing this fake elitism long enough to know that most of the ecosystem was like this. So, her judgment of me and my nephew doesn't suprise or bother me.

My soulmate seems to be a different case altogether. It's clear that he is pissed and I feel Junkyung start shaking.

I squeeze his hand tightly and look up at him. Whatever I do next, I need his permission because this is his event and I won't do anything to tarnish it.

When his eyes meet mine, I ask him in a low voice, "Can I handle this my way?"

He gives me a firm nod. He knows quite well that he doesn't need to fight my battles for me. I think he enjoys the scenes I make. At this point making a scene should be my middle name.

I walk up to the star of this shit show and say calmly, "Ms. Jin, is it?"

Crossing my arms across my chest, I size her up with a judgmental look, mimicking her earlier exercise.

Taking in her attire I start off, "The dress you are wearing is from Chanel's 2023 Spring-Summer collection costing 13.5 million won, the shoes you are wearing Manolo Blahnik around 1.3 million won, that bag of yours," moving slightly closer, I turn it around to confirm the label "oh, it's Coach, thought you would have better standards."

Giving her a disappointed look at her brand choice, I continue, "Anyway, that one's around half a million as per my memory, let's also add in 10 million won for your fancy makeup and accessories. That puts your total worth at 25.3 million won."

I hear gasps from everywhere, as I open my purse and take out my black Amex and hand it to her. "The pin is 1-2-5-2. It doesn't have a limit, so go ahead and cash out as much as you want. Feel free to keep the card if you like, as a reminder of what all low lives like us have to offer."

Turning around, I see Han Junkyung's shit-eating grin. His eyes are brimming with pride and mirth. It seems that the scenes I make are one of the foremost sources of entertainment in his life.

Giving him a beaming smile, I say loudly as I make my way away from the low-life trash, "Come on, Jae. I can't wait to get out of this toxic place filled with garbage humans."

And Junkyung laughs out loud and says, "Only you, Dr. Seo. Only you could pull that off."

Walking up to him I hold his hand for a few seconds of charge and say seriously, "Do not lose it. Stay calm, Mr. Han."

Satisfied at his nod, I turn to Jae, and say, "Let's go, baby." I pick him up and throw him in the air just the way he loves, his delighted squeals ringing out all around us.

I walk out of there without a backward glance, with Jae in my arms.

I have buckled in Jae and am walking over to my side when I see my soulmate rushing towards me.

He's out of breath and I ask, "Is everything okay?"

He reaches out to hold my shoulders and thoroughly scans my body, I guess to see if I was hurt. "I just wanted to make sure that you weren't hurt anywhere. I saw how she pushed you, so I could not let you go without checking," he says in a serious tone.

"Don't worry. I am fine." I say softly.

He nods his head in the affirmative but still looks worried. It is almost as if he doesn't want to let me out of his sight.

"You know you can join us, right? If you don't need to stay any longer, then just come home." I say softly.

"No. I will wait another hour. I also have to teach Jin Chae Hee a lesson."

"Junkyung-ssi, you don't need to do that," I say seriously.

He shakes his head in the negative and says, "I didn't publicly humiliate her because our ties go way back and she is still Si Hyeon's sister-in-law. However, I can't let her unruly behavior slide."

What is his relationship with Si-Hyeon-ssi? I feel a tiny tug from the bond every time the woman is in reference. It makes me wonder whether Junkyung-ssi had feelings for her at one point in time. I lock away that piece of observation.

Noting the seriousness in his voice, I decided to stay silent. I just nod my head.

He squeezes my shoulder slightly and says, "Drive safe."

Nodding, I turn and get into the car. Tonight, it is just going to be me and Jae after a long time. Maybe I should make something fancy for the both of us. An idea crosses my mind and I dial my best friend, telling her to come over for dinner. I think it's time for a movie night.

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Han Junkyung POV

The videos from the earlier drama have been trending on social media. It seems that Ari's integrity has resonated deeply with people from all walks of life. In a world often governed by appearances, her courage to stand up against elitism had struck a chord with many. Millions are coming out in support of Ari-ssi with the trending hashtag #AriUnfiltered gaining momentum, with thousands of posts pouring in, each praising her character and applauding her for using her voice to combat arrogance.

In the midst of the whirlwind of public support and admiration for Dr. Seo Ari, I found myself facing a pivotal decision as well. The incident involving Jin Chae Hee not only caused a ripple in the media but also triggered a profound shift within me. As the CEO of Hue Cosmetics, I had the power to take a stand, and I am determined to do so.

"Oppa, how could you? We have known each other for years. You are canceling our contract for a woman, whom you just met?" Chae Hee says in her shrill voice as she forcefully makes her way into my office.

I have had enough of the Jin siblings considering themselves the sole judge and jury of people's class. My thoughts drift to Ari and Jae, two people, who are fast becoming the unwavering pillars of strength in my life.

The memory of Chae Hee's mistreatment of them, particularly her insult towards Ari's simple clothing choice, fuels my conviction. Having known Dr. Seo Ari for more than a month now, I have genuinely come to admire her authenticity and the grace with which she embraced her choices. Chae Hee's mockery of Ari's values ignited a fierce protectiveness within me.

As soon as I saw off Ari earlier, I had called my secretary to send a contract termination letter for Chae-Hee. The press release explaining the decision will follow tomorrow morning.

"Chae-hee that's enough," Si-Hyeon says. "That's no way to talk about any person."

"Jin Chae-hee, listen to me very carefully. I have let all your childishness slide over the years because it wasn't my place to preach and frankly I didn't care. But let me be very clear if you keep crossing Dr. Seo, you will know what it's like to earn chaebol Han Junkyung's wrath." I say coldly.

"You mean the rumors are true? Is she your girlfriend?" She asks incredulously.

Despite the strong urge to publicly stake my claim on Ari and Jae, I decided to keep my stare blank neither confirming nor denying anything. I will only do that when I have my soulmate’s wholehearted permission. Just because we had agreed to go with the excuse of fake dating in case we were caught, didn’t mean that I wanted to take advantage of it.

Chae-hee scoffs and looks at Si-Hyeon, "Can you believe this? Hue Cosmetics' CEO Han Junkyung, the guy with the fanciest cars, beyond imagination lifestyle, the trendsetter of the Korean industry, is dating someone who has absolutely no sense of clothing."

"Jin Chae Hee." I raise my voice without a second thought.

I get up and walk over to her, "The woman that you are judging right now? She happens to be one of the youngest and brightest neurosurgeons Korea has ever seen. She saves lives for a living. Absolutely no one, other than the fickle world that you and your fake puppy celebrities live in, gives a flying fuck about how she dresses. A million Han Junkyungs, even with all the fancy cars, branded wardrobes, and immeasurable wealth, will never compare to the worth of one Seo Ari."

Turning to Si-Hyeon, I say with a threatening undercurrent, "Si-Hyeon ssi, I suggest you talk some sense into your sister-in-law. I am sure she will not like the consequences of pissing me off more than she already has.”

Making eye contact with the woman in question, I see unbridled fear. Good. She knows what I am capable of doing when pushed to the edge.

Not wasting a minute more, I walk out of there wanting nothing more than to reach home to Ari and Jae as soon as possible.

I see my dad calling as I am halfway home.

“De, Abeoji.” I answer.

“You have gotten yourself one heck of a soulmate, son.” He says in a light voice.

“I see that you too have watched the videos from what went down tonight.” I revert as my dad’s words bring a proud smile to my face.

It's my mom who speaks next. “Junkyung-a, I had seen the headstrong spark when she had taunted Jin Tae Jeon. In our world, appearances often take precedence. We've seen people compromise their values to fit into a certain mold, but Ari-ssi stood her ground with a grace that speaks of a strong character.”

Tell me about it. She knows the ins and outs of our world, knows how things operate, and how people wield power here. She herself could do so if she ever wished to. However, I have slowly come to realize that her profession makes her see the harsh reality that at the end of the day, materialistic beliefs will only take you so far.

“I agree, Eomma. Her simplicity and grounded nature are refreshing. It's a trait that seems rare in the circles we often move in. She doesn't let the superficial define her, and that is a quality I deeply respect. That’s why I have taken the decision to terminate Hue’s contract with Jin Chae Hee.” I informed them both, knowing full well that my parents would support me.

Abeoji replies in a firm voice, “You did right, son. The way Ms. Jin acted shouldn’t be accepted in any circumstances. Moreover, we can’t let her unacceptable behavior toward Ari-ssi and Jae slide.”

Smiling at the protectiveness in his voice, I bid them both goodbye just as I parked my car. I head inside the living room to find three people huddled in front of the large TV, with some animated movie running on mute.

I head closer only to find that my soulmate is sandwiched between her best friend Jeong Sun and Jae, with both in deep slumber as Ari reads a book. She really does love reading. If I am not wrong this is the seventh book I have seen her reading ever since we moved in together last month.

“Ari-ssi,” I whisper so as to not disturb the two.

She looks up at me and my breath catches in my throat at how beautiful she looks in her glasses and make-up-free look. She gives me a small wave as she settles her book in her lap.

Looking at her stuck position, she gets a cute pout on her face as she realizes that she can’t even move without waking up the two overly clingy people. Yes, her best friend and nephew’s love language seems to be touching. Both of them are almost always touching Ari in some manner or other.

Knowing how addicting her touch is, them getting the chance to touch her on a regular basis, does make me quite jealous. I know I am being unreasonable here, but I can’t help myself.

“Junkyung-ssi, can you pick up Jae and put him to bed?” she whispers.

Nodding at her request, I go ahead and pick up Jae. Though he startles slightly, a soothing pat on the back calms him down. He settles his head into the crook of my shoulder and slips his tiny hand behind my neck. His trust floors me as my mind once again swirls with protective instincts.

I am starting to see Seo Jae as my responsibility, not just as my soulmate’s nephew.

After shifting Jae to his room, I head back to the living room to find Ari pulling a blanket over Jeong Sun. She has adjusted her head onto a soft pillow and has placed water for her just in case. She shifts to dim the lights and bends down to drop a kiss on her friend’s forehead.

She joins me in the next minute, tiptoeing to avoid making sounds.

"I hope you don't mind Jeong Sun staying over," Ari says hesitantly.

"Of course not. She is always welcome here," I say softly.

I extend my hand, which she immediately takes and we move to the north wing. I am too exhausted to stay awake and the charge is a much-needed relief after the day I have had.

We both grab quick showers, and I see Ari walk in knee-length shorts and a tank top.

“Junkyung-ssi,” she starts hesitantly, “how about we try cuddling today? I am open to trying it if you are.”

My soulmate must have sensed my exhaustion levels for her to make such a request out of the blue. We both have strictly stuck to each other's boundaries and have at times slept like stiff rocks not wanting to cross any lines.

Not having any energy to even decline an offer, which I am sure is going to benefit me the most, I nod.

I settle on my right side and open my arms wide open, giving her the indication to settle herself. I will follow her cues. With her back pressed to my front, she remains a bit stiff as she tries to calm her breathing.

Her familiar fruity scent spreads warmth through my body and the knowledge that she is safe in my arms makes me feel right at home.

“Can I keep my hand on your waist?” I ask for permission after a few minutes.

To my surprise, she pulls my hand to let the entirety of it rest on her stomach as she settles her much slender one over mine. It's not even ten minutes, but I feel much calmer and relieved as all the tension in my muscles quickly recedes.

"Good night," she softly whispers, drawing soothing patterns on my hand.

I only managed a soft hmm and before I knew it, I had slipped into a blissful sleep, as my soulmate's steady breathing and comforting presence anchored my entire being.

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Seo Ari POV

I wake up to my alarm and notice that Junkyung and I are caught up in a complete tangle of limbs. I would say this is the best rest I have had in ages as each and every cell in my body feels energized. It's not just physical though. Even my mind is clearer and I really feel refreshed.

It's already past 7 a.m., and I decide to wake up Junkyung, since he too is an early riser. Patting his arm lightly, I turn myself slightly to get a good look at his face. He looks so serene like this, his hair falling softly over his eyes.

As the electric charge continues to flow through us, my muscles seem to have a mind of their own and my fingers reach out to move the hair falling over his eyes. His face is so calm even in his sleep.

I must say, that my soulmate, Han Junkyung, is one of the most composed people I have ever met. I can safely say that it is a compliment because, given my profession and background, I have come across tons and tons of people - friends, family, acquaintances, colleagues, patients. I have had the front row viewing seat to how people handle pressure.

The only time I have seen Junkyung showing any other emotion than his calculating and sharp self is when he is in the vicinity of his parents, Jae, and I. I would assume that the standard disposition comes as a part and parcel of his responsibilities as Hue’s CEO, but somewhere deep inside I feel sad that he has to continuously shield his true self from the outside world.

Because to me Han Junkyung is a really good person. Having been left to my own devices for the better part of my life, I have built a good sense of reading people. I had definitely jumped the gun when I met him at the party. But each and every step of the way since we found out about the bond, he has been nothing but accommodating and supportive - not just for me, but also for my nephew.

“Am I that handsome, Ari-ssi?” My soulmate's teasing words bring my thoughts to a grinding halt, as I realize that I have been staring at him and running my fingers through his hair the whole time.

I blush, but hold his stare trying to read beyond the amusement dancing in his eyes. I can’t place my thumb on that one strong emotion I see lurking in the shadows - neither in his eyes nor through the bond.

Keeping my palm over his chest, I tap his heart with my finger as I say, “Yes, but I would say you are also beautiful, Junkyung-ssi. It's not just about the looks, more because you are a good person.” I say firmly, deciding to be honest with him.

He has been very forthcoming and open with his feelings. I think it's time I become brave and show him mine.

My vocalization stumps him as his breath stutters and I feel his happiness dancing on my skin. The fact that my opinion matters to him so much takes me by surprise for a few seconds, but it also makes me happy.

“Come on. We should get up before Jeong Sun and Jae find inappropriate and downright embarrassing ways of trying to wake us up.” I sigh as I roll out of bed.

I walk out of the living room as he lets out a light chuckle in the background.

Soon we enter the dining hall together to find Jeong Sun and Jae already munching away merrily. Heading over to Jae, I dropped a quick kiss on his cheek, “Morning baby.”

“Hi imo,” he reverts chirpily. Someone’s in a good mood. I raise a brow to Jeong Sun silently asking what was going on, when she laughs and says, “Jae and I have a date at the park today since I am working half day.”

“That’s nice. I guess you guys don’t need me anymore. Imagine what it feels like being abandoned by my own best friend and nephew,” I say in mock seriousness and make a show of wiping fake tears.

“More like, you don’t need us. We have been third-wheeling in your life ever since you found a soulmate.” Jeong Sun says teasingly looking at me and then at Junkyung, who lets out a low laugh from across the table and seems to be finding my best friend’s antics and my blushing face extremely amusing.

“Yah, Yoon Jeong Sun,” I whine like a baby, making everyone laugh more at my crimson and embarrassed face.

“Okay. Okay. I’ll stop.” she puts up her hands looking at my pouting face.

“By the way Ari-a, you have become an overnight celebrity.” Jeong Sun says so seriously that the chopsticks in my hand clatter to the floor. Before I realized it, the staff had replaced my chopsticks.

Damn, I have lost the habit of the staff doing everything for me at a moment's notice. It's unsettling for someone who prefers being independent in every sense of the word. Freaking chaebol life.

Wait, the celebrity issue. Questioningly, I look at Junkyung-ssi to my left to see that he has a grim expression on his face. He knows something that I don’t.

“What do you mean?” I ask Jeong Sun.

“You think the world wouldn’t take notice after the way you stood up to the de-facto leader of the Gabin Society?” she says in exasperation.

“In English, the word Gabin sounds more like garbage. A fitting name for its garbage leader.” I say with a straight face as I hear Junkyung break out in genuine laughter. I turn to my left to see his laughter echoing through the halls.

As he comes back to normal, I smile at him and say, “You should laugh more, Mr. Han. It suits you.”

“I need you for that. Your no-filter punch lines are pure gold,” he says in a teasing voice. Huffing a snort, I turn to my best friend and she gives me a knowing look. As if to say, “I know you are into your soulmate.”

She doesn’t know half of it. I am drowning in all kinds of emotions when I am with him. I am just too scared to tag them.

Getting back to the topic I once again ask, “What’s with me becoming a celebrity?”

“You are trending on social media for taking a stand against elitism,” Junkyung-ssi answers instead. “After the way, Ms. Jin acted yesterday, Hue Cosmetics is terminating her contract. The press release is being made public as we speak.”

This makes me and Jeong Sun look at him in surprise at the same time.

“Junkyung-ssi, don’t you think you are going overboard here?” I ask him in a doubtful voice. It was the wrong thing to say because I felt his ice-cold fury simmering in my veins.

“If you really think I would let anyone treat you and Jae the way Ms. Jin did and let them walk away without any consequences, then you don’t know me at all Ari-ssi.” he says with finality and his voice is brimming with tightly reigned in anger.

Damn, he sure is scary, when he is pissed.

He stands up suddenly, making the entire staff stand in attention to cater to the demands of the head of the house in the blink of an eye. Buttoning up his blazer, he keeps his eyes trained on me for a beat. Giving a slight nod to everyone, he leaves for the office.

The tense atmosphere lightens as soon as he has left. I turn towards Jeong Sun and notice that she too looks unsettled.

It's the youngest person in the room who says it though, “I think we should avoid angering Mr. Han in any manner. He is scary as hell.”

We all nod in complete agreement and get back to finishing our breakfast.

Seoul National University Hospital

After parking, I stepped into the bustling corridors of the hospital, and I navigated my way through the familiar maze of hallways. I had spent countless hours within these walls, focusing on my patients and my work as a neurosurgeon. But after the morning I have had, I feel something is different. Today, the hospital felt different – alive with a kind of energy I wasn't accustomed to.

As I walked toward my office, I noticed a commotion outside the hospital's entrance. Cameras flashed, reporters huddled in groups, and microphones were extended toward anyone who looked remotely connected to the hospital. My heart sank as I realized what was happening. The media had descended upon the hospital, hungry for a story.

This is what Junkyung and Jeong Sun meant when they said that I have become famous overnight.

Taking a deep breath, I quickened my pace, hoping to avoid the attention. But I knew that might be a futile endeavor. As I turned the corner toward her office, I was met with the sight of a reporter approaching me with a microphone, a determined look in his eyes.

"Dr. Seo Ari, could we get a moment of your time? The nation has been talking about your recent stand against elitism," the reporter began, his voice carrying a sense of urgency.

My irritation flared up in an instant. I took a stand against Ms. Jin yesterday for her high-handed treatment of me and Jae, not to be a part of the media circus. With a polite but firm tone, I replied, "I appreciate your interest, but this is my workplace. If you have any medical-related questions, I'd be happy to help."

The reporter persisted, seemingly undeterred. "Dr. Seo, your actions have resonated with many. Moreover, Hue Cosmetics just announced that they have canceled their partnership with Jin Chae Hee. Could you please share your thoughts on the impact you've had?"

My patience is wearing thin. I have never sought the spotlight, and the sudden attention is really unsettling. "My actions were driven by a belief in standing up against injustice. I'm grateful for the support, but my primary concern is my patients and their well-being."

As more reporters began to converge, I felt a growing sense of unease. I have always valued my privacy and my ability to focus on my work without unnecessary distractions. That was the whole point of me staying away from this life and Korea for so long. The last thing I need is a barrage of questions that have little to do with my medical expertise.

Stepping toward my office, I turned back to the reporters, reigning in my frustration and putting up a cool façade. "I apologize, but I can't provide the kind of commentary you're looking for. My focus is on my patients and their families. Please respect that."

I entered my office, closing the door behind me with a sigh of relief. The sudden swarm of media attention has left me overwhelmed and out of my element. I sat down at my desk, the weight of the situation settling heavily on my shoulders.

Not even a second later my phone is ringing. It's my soulmate.

“De, Junkyung-ssi,” I say with a slight edge. I know he is not at fault here, but I can’t help but feel that ever since I have met him my life all of a sudden seems to be the center of attention for the whole world.

“I just saw what happened and I am sorry you were accosted at the hospital.” he reverts in a soft tone.

I immediately feel guilty for blaming him for all of this. None of us have asked for this bond and I can’t fault him for having a certain way of life. I negotiated a deal with my dad and ran away from my responsibilities like a coward. Junkyung, on the other hand, has accepted his fate with open arms and has valiantly faced the challenges to come out on the top.

“It’s okay. Junkyung-ssi. It's not your fault.” I revert with a heavy sigh.

“I would like to put two bodyguards on you, Ari-ssi,” he says after a beat.

“What? I don’t think that’s required.” I say in alarm. I already am a hot topic of gossip in this hospital ever since I joined, for less than favorable reasons. Having personal security would raise a different kind of hell.

“Ari-ssi, you have no clue the magnitude of publicity your words from yesterday have garnered. You have been trending on social media for more than twenty hours now. Please understand.” he says in a serious tone.

“I understand where you are coming from Junkyung-ssi, but please try and understand my predicament here. Things at the hospital have not been easy ever since Chairman Yoon got suspended. If I get personal security, I would be drawing unnecessary attention, which I would really like to avoid. Plus this is just a one-time thing. I am sure it won’t happen again.” I pleaded with him.

As it is, I am facing a severe backlash from some of the board members, who are backing Chairman Yoon, since they have personal and financial ties with him. His investigation, which is still ongoing, is being seen as a fictional story that I created out of thin air. They don’t care about the proof so many women are providing. The only thing that matters is reinstating Chairman Yoon in his previous position and rectifying the hospital’s image.

“Okay. I am letting this go for now. However, the moment I feel that your safety is being compromised, I will be putting guards on you and I won't consult you. Nothing is more important to me than keeping you and Jae safe.” he says with such finality that I can’t dare oppose him. He is using the full force of his CEO aura right now and I can imagine quite well the kind of power my soulmate wields.

His protectiveness and need to keep us safe make my stomach flutter with a million butterflies. It makes me feel valued and cared for - something that I haven’t felt in the last two years.

“Noted. I won’t say a word if that were to happen. I promise.” I say in an assuring tone, feeling that he needs to hear this now more than ever.

Before he can revert, there is a knock on my office door, “Dr. Seo, it's time for your rounds.” says one of the nurses on my floor.

Nodding at her quickly, I say, “Junkyung-ssi, I need to get going. See you in the evening.” I cut the call after I heard his soft goodbye.

Seo Ari, let’s get to work!

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Seo Ari POV

The emergency room was a whirlwind of activity as I took charge of a critical situation. After the media ruckus in the morning, the hospital was abuzz with constant whispers wherever I went.

It all changed in a second, when two young lives hung in the balance, victims of a tragic car accident. The heart-wrenching sight of the unconscious boys, one aged 5 and the other 7, struck me deeply. As I stood there taking in the scene in the emergency room, I promised to do everything in my power to save them.

The medical team worked tirelessly, and our efforts synchronized in an intricate dance of expertise. My hands moved with confidence, guiding the delicate instruments as I performed emergency procedures to relieve the pressure on their brains caused by the trauma. The clock seemed to tick slower in those critical moments, and I ensured that my focus didn’t waver for a second because every second counts and every decision is crucial. I felt the weight of responsibility pressing on my shoulders, knowing that the lives of these innocent children rested in my hands.

Hours turned into a tense battle against time, and finally, our efforts began to show signs of progress. But as the day wore on, the grim reality of the situation became apparent. The boys' injuries were too severe, their bodies too fragile to withstand the trauma they had endured.

In a heart-wrenching turn of events, despite my team's valiant efforts, both boys succumbed to their injuries. The room was filled with an unbearable silence, a heaviness that hung in the air like a shroud of grief. I stood there, my heart aching as I looked down at the two innocent faces that had fought so bravely.

My eyes welled up with tears as I realized the harsh truth. These young lives had been cut short, their dreams and potential forever lost. The weight of the moment pressed upon me, a reminder of the unpredictable nature of fate.

Gathering my emotions, I walked out of the operating room, my steps heavy with the burden of the news I had to deliver. I found myself standing before the waiting room, where the parents of the boys anxiously awaited any news of their children's condition.

Taking a deep breath, I approached the parents with a heavy heart. The room seemed to grow colder, the air heavy with the impending sorrow I was about to deliver. I cleared my throat, my voice steady yet laced with empathy as I spoke the words that shattered their world.

"I'm deeply sorry, but despite our best efforts, we couldn't save your boys. Their injuries were too severe, and they couldn't overcome the trauma."

The parents' faces contorted in a mixture of shock, disbelief, and unimaginable pain. The room was filled with anguished cries, the weight of loss crashing down on them. I stood there, my heart breaking for the families who were now grappling with an agonizing grief that no words could heal.

As the parents held onto each other, my own tears began to flow freely.

I had fought with every ounce of my skill and dedication, yet I couldn't alter the course of fate. My responsibility as a doctor weighed heavily on my shoulders, and the weight of the lives lost was a burden I would carry with me for the rest of my life.

In the aftermath of that heart-wrenching night, I found myself grappling with the emotional turmoil of the loss. The memory of those two young boys will forever be etched in my heart, a reminder of the fragility of life and the indescribable pain of having to deliver devastating news to families torn apart by tragedy.

It's been hours since I left the hospital, but after the day I have had, I couldn’t help but feel lost. I don't know when and how I reached home, but I feel numb, rather I don't know whether I feel nothing or feel too much at this moment.

What would I do if it were Jae on that operating table? Could I have handled him being my patient?

I am running on autopilot. For some reason, there's a lot of noise. Not the good kind. The frantic and angry kind. What could have happened?

Just as I step into the massive living room, I realize there are many people at Junkyung's home and the living room looks like a security room. My soulmate, his parents, Jae, Jeong Sun, and a few familiar faces from Hue's security team.

Why is everyone gathered here?

Before I can grasp what's happening, Junkyung-ssi yells, "Where the hell have you been? Do you know we have been trying to get a hang of you for the past 5 hours? How could you be so irresponsible, that you couldn't even show the courtesy of informing someone?"

I just stared at him mutely with a million thoughts running through my head. How come my soulmate fails to see that I am in no state to take care of myself, let alone inform others of my well-being? His rant just now really hurts.

In the midst of his tirade, my gaze shifted to my nephew Jae and best friend Jeong Sun. Their tear-streaked faces held a mixture of relief and fear. It hit me like a tidal wave – the realization that my actions had caused them pain and anxiety. I felt a pang of guilt deep within me as if I had failed in my responsibility to protect them from worry.

Jae's eyes met mine, and I saw the vulnerability and fear he had been harboring. At that moment, his silent plea for reassurance struck me to the core. I had always been his anchor, his protector, and yet my absence had left him shaken.

Seeing no point in losing my nerves and giving a justification to my soulmate, I try sidestepping, but Junkyung-ssi holds me by the arm, awaiting an answer, "Ari-ssi, answer me, damn it. Where have you been?"

At any other time, the feeling of the soulmate bond brings peace, but not today. Right now, it's just making me miserable to know that my soulmate can't see the obvious. I guess that's what happens when our professions are worlds apart.

Saving lives for a living comes with invisible scars. People just assume that the invisible ones don't hurt as much.

A tear rolls down the corner of my eye and I see him visibly taken aback. Han Junkyung is finally grasping the devastation in my eyes.

Looking back at everyone I apologize in an even voice, "I am so sorry for causing unnecessary panic. That wasn't my intention. I had two complicated and long surgeries and by the time I walked out my phone was dead."

My voice is cracking by the end of it as tears freely run down my cheeks. Before I knew it Jae and Jeong Sun tackled me in a bear hug.

They know. They always know. How hard it becomes to even breathe on the days I lose patients.

Jeong Sun whispers, "Ari-a, it's okay. We are here," while pulling me into a hug.

She knows that only two things can get through to my brain right now, either a heartbeat directly beneath my ear or a pulse under my thumb. That's what I get for being a doctor. Nothing satisfies us without physical proof.

Sliding down to the floor with me, she places my ear over her heart as I lose it. "How many?" she asks silently.

"Two. Jae's age," I whimper. She freezes as she catches on to the words left unsaid.

I turn my head slightly so that Junkyung-ssi is within my eyesight. As it turns out he is still looking at me. At the three of us rather, huddled together, with such deep concern, that I started feeling bad for what I put everyone through for the past few hours.

My boys. Both are safe and sound. Alive. That's all I need.

It seems everyone else's attention is trained on us as well because this is an emotional moment and this is the first time everyone is witnessing my emotional side.

Looking up at my soulmate, I say, "Han Junkyung-ssi, I lost two patients today. 5 and 7 years old."

I see him stiffen and take in a harsh breath as he realizes the gravity of the situation. He is completely still and I see his eyes become misty on my following sentence.

"It hit too close to home seeing that my nephew is the same age. I needed to process it because every single moment since I declared their death, deep down in my heart I have been glad that it was not Jae in that situation. What kind of a doctor or a person does that make me? The shittiest one on the planet, if you ask me. I'll still take it, as long as it means that my baby is alive."

"Bottom line is I wasn't deliberately being irresponsible. I was a grieving parent. Because I had to tell two sets of parents, that they will never see their kids laughing, playing, eating, sleeping, heck even crying ever again. Do you have any idea how hard it is to be the bearer of bad news knowing exactly what the parents must be going through?"

He looks broken. I have seen numerous emotions on his face ever since we met. This looks like real heartbreak. I can feel it through the bond, but right now I am beyond caring.

I continued in a broken voice, "Working for billions is not the same as working for a person's life Han Junkyung-ssi. No amount of money can bring back the dead. So no, there's no entitlement here, it's a burden I carry with every single breath."

It was an extremely low blow, I know. I respect his profession, but what he has done today, especially insinuating that I was careless, has angered me beyond words. He doesn't know what it's like to be responsible for someone's life. I do.

Shifting away from Jeong Sun, I stand on wobbly legs and I turn my gaze upwards to see every single person in the room is emotional on differing scales, but this is the first time they have seen me as anything but practical. Emotional Seo Ari doesn't come by easily.

"Once again, I am really sorry. Thank you for coming here and supporting my boys." I say with a cracking voice.

I leave for Jae’s bedroom. My soulmate tries to stop me but I am in no mood to talk to him right now. I don't know if I can forgive him for his words today. He couldn't have chosen a worse day to talk the way he did.

Han Junkyung POV

The media frenzy this morning had put me on edge. After the amount of social media traction my team was tracking over the whole drama, it was not surprising that the media houses stepped in as well, but the fact that they accosted Ari at the hospital did not sit well with me. I still compromised after she explained the whole fiasco with Yoon Suk-won weighing on her day-to-day work life.

But not being able to get in touch with her for five whole hours with absolutely no one having a clue where she was, was a different kind of hell. I was angry, but more than that I was shit scared that something had happened to my Ari.

As the CEO of Hue Cosmetics, I was used to handling high-pressure situations, making tough decisions, and staying in control. But when it came to Ari, I realized that I was powerless to protect her from everything, especially from the uncertainties of life. The very thought had left me feeling vulnerable and out of control, emotions I rarely allowed myself to experience.

What have I done? How could I let my anger and worry for her safety fuel my words? Today of all days, I decided to run my mouth and it hurts Ari in the worst possible ways. The shattered look in her eyes today was so disarming and will haunt me for the rest of my days.

Just as I am about to take off behind her, an angry Jeong Sun stops me and says, "I would leave her alone if I were you Junkyung-ssi. Losing patients is never easy for doctors, but even more so for Ari because she sees it as a personal failure of the highest degree. Just let her be on her own for the next few days."

Taking in a harsh breath, she continues, "Look I know as chaebols we all tend to be in danger and all. Your worry today was justified. But try not to talk to her like that. We doctors don’t have the luxury to be irresponsible, Mr. Han."

Shit.

"You promised," Jae whispers. I look down at his teary eyes.

"You promised to make her smile. You broke your promise, Mr. Han," he says sadly and follows his imo. I feel my heart breaking all over again as I have managed to screw up big time with not just one but two people I have come to care deeply for, all in a matter of a few minutes.

As he walks off, my parents come into view, each bearing extremely disappointed looks on their faces. Make that four. It's about to get worse.

My mom says in a deceptively calm tone, "Junkyung-a, you were in the wrong today. That woman comes from her own world of struggle. Your worry is justified, your insults are not. You better make everything right with Ari-ssi."

As she walks off and I turn to my dad expecting another verbal beatdown of the century, which I absolutely fucking deserved. But he surprises me with words that put my ass in place, "If you don't want to lose this amazing woman, who by some luck, also happens to be your soulmate, then go and apologize."

Outside Jae’s Room: Han Junkyung’s Home

I can hear her cries sitting outside Jae’s room as a lone tear rolls down my eye over her pain. Thanks to the bond, I can feel every sob right in the middle of my chest.

My soulmate is in absolute despair.

"It's so hard. How will I ever forgive myself? Everyone trusted me to get them through, but at the end of the day, the injuries were.....As if all of this weren't enough, I let my lip run with Junkyung-ssi and looked down on his profession. What kind of a person am I?"

Oh, baby. I am so sorry. I was a fucking idiot. You just used words to give me a much-needed reality check, when you should have slapped me in the face. How have I not realized that Ari is also human and gets scared just like the rest of us? Her patients consider her their God, which is a burden to bear.

What she says next melts my heart and I know for sure that I am falling in love with my soulmate.

"Jeong Sun-a, what if something like this happens to Junkyung-ssi, Abeoji, or Eomoni? I don't think I can bear losing them."

Deciding that I needed to man up and apologize, I stood up to knock, when I heard her friend say, "Ari-a, you really need to calm down. No one is going anywhere. What happened to your family won't happen again. Trust me."

She continues after a beat, "Listen, Mr. Han said what he did because he was extremely worried for you. You should have seen him when we couldn't trace you Ari-a. Your soulmate was beside himself. He may not understand our situations as doctors, but we must accept that he is a really good person and he will not hold your earlier words against you."

Damn, what good did I do to deserve these people in my life? Life in general has fucked them over time and again, but these people by choice have only ever seen the good in others.

Opening the door, I see all of them huddled together against the farthest wall in Jae’s room. I felt like a complete intruder as the trio, two 31-year-olds and the other 5-year-old hung on to each other as if their lives depended on it.

As usual, protectiveness crashes through my veins, especially looking at my soulmate and Jae. They are family now, but most importantly they are mine.

Walking in, I slide down to kneel in front of Ari. The change in her breathing and the tugs at our bond tell me she knows that I am there, but I don't have the guts to make eye contact. Not after the way I treated her.

"I am sorry. I am so sorry Ari-a. I apologize for letting my anger and worry get the better of me. Still, there is no excuse for my behavior." I say in a low voice.
After a few minutes of waiting without a response, I decided to look up only to notice that both Jae and Jeong Sun had left, choosing to give us some privacy.

My soulmate gives me an intent look, and says softly, "I accept your apology Mr. Han, but I still need some time to forgive. Today hasn't been easy."

Completely understanding her situation, I nod and say, "Good, because I don't deserve to be forgiven easily."

"Can I hug you?" she asks all of a sudden, shocking me and making me happy at the same time. I nod.

Shifting closer, she slips her left hand across my waist and sets her head right over my heart, while pulling my wrist in her other hand.

As she leaned in, wrapping her arm around my waist and resting her head over my heart, I couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions. Her presence against me was comforting, and the realization hit me like a ton of bricks – all those times she had held onto my wrist at night, it was her way of seeking assurance that I was alive and well. The weight of her past experiences, the fear of loss, hit me with a wave of empathy. She had seen death up close, and it had left its mark on her.

As I held her in my arms, I vowed silently that I would do everything in my power to be a source of strength for her, to help her overcome her fears and insecurities. My feelings for her were growing stronger with each passing moment, and I was determined to show her that she wasn't alone in this journey.

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Seo Ari POV

I can't sleep. All through the night the faces of the two young boys kept popping up in front of my eyes, keeping me wide awake.

The wall clock shows 5 in the morning, but I don't dare move a muscle. Junkyung had finally fallen into a fitful slumber just an hour ago. Given how hectic his schedule normally is and the fact that he lost a lot of time tracking me yesterday, I want him to get enough charge to face his day.

After everything that had happened, I am in a delicate place emotionally, unsure how to go forward. The progress we had made since Jae and I moved in now seems to have come to a standstill. My mind whirls with doubt whether my soulmate and I could get over this chasm between our worlds.

Finally, at 6 a.m., I get up and decide to go for a jog. I needed physical exertion to distract myself. Writing a quick note, so that my soulmate doesn’t worry, I head out just as the early morning sun rays start to seep in.

I return almost an hour and a half later. Breakfast is already being served and I notice that Junkyung looks ready to leave. He as usual is dressed impeccably and seems to be reading something on his iPad. What’s surprising is that Eomoni and Abeoji are also here.

Gosh, when did I start addressing them like that?

I don’t know when I transitioned from Mr. and Mrs. Han to Eomoni and Abeoji.

Not wanting to be rude, I head closer to the table just as Junkyung looks up and I whisper a low, “Good Morning.”

The sleepless look on my face and the reminder of what all happened hits soon enough because his face immediately loses color. He just gives me small smile and gets back to his work.

I guess we both need time to process what happened.

Turning to his parents, I give them respectful nods. Just as I am about to apologize for my outburst yesterday, I hear a scream, “Imo.”

Without wasting a breath, I rush to Jae’s room knowing that my 5-year-old nephew had had a nightmare. Shit.

When I get in, he is thrashing on his bed still caught up in God knows what horrors his mind was conjuring up as tears streamed down his face.

Gently holding his face, I pat his cheeks to wake him up, “Hey baby. It's okay, imo’s here.”

As I try to softly rouse Jae out of his slumber, I feel my soulmate’s presence right beside me.

Not wanting to focus on anything else other than my kid, I finally see Jae opening his eyes.

His chocolate brown meets mine and he says in a cracking voice, “I saw you die. Just like Appa.”

I take a deep breath trying to come up with the right words even as my heart breaks a million times for the innocent soul caught in the trap of never-ending grief. He continues in a small voice,“Yesterday, I thought you left me forever, imo. Just like everyone else.”

The guilt flooding through me is insurmountable. My body is shaking with emotion and I look up to Junkyung. His expression betrays his emotions because I can fee every single tug through our bond.

Han Junkyung, my soulmate, is brimming to the core with worry and fear. His immense panic, given our states, is quite literally crawling on every inch of my skin. Its telling of just how much this entire thing has been unsettling for the ever composed chaebol.

It hits me then. The thundering realisation seeping in to my very bones.

If this is his state when we both are right in front of him, what would he have gone through when he didn’t know where I was for hours?

How would have I reacted, if I were in his shoes and he didn’t inform me for hours of his whereabouts?

I must apologize to Junkyung. We both made mistakes yesterday. He apologized. I didn't.

I didn’t say sorry for my reckless actions. I did not consider the pain my actions put him through, irrespective of the fact that I was in too much pain myself.

No matter what, my boys will always be my top priority. Hurting them, even mentally, is an outcome I would never allow.

Ari, you need to focus on Jae.

Picking up Jae slowly, I turn over so that I am sitting against the headboard. I settle him on my lap, with his head nestled on my chest and I let him cry his heart out. I look up to find Junkyung still hovering near the bed, looking helpless.

His eyes are not only guilt ridden, in a situation that is not his fault, to begin with, but also deep worry at the state Jae is in.

Wanting to have my soulmate close by, I move slightly forward, look up at him, and pat the space behind me.

Understanding what I wanted, he removes his jacket and tie, opens the first two buttons of his shirt, and settles in behind me.

As I nestle between Junkyung's legs, resting my head on his broad chest, a sense of calm washes over me.

The connection between our souls, our bond, feels like a lifeline in this moment of emotional turmoil. My mind swiftly calms down to the sweet assurance of both my boys being safe.

Jae finally looks up at me with his chin resting on my chest. I move his unruly hair out of his eyes and say softly, “I am so sorry Jae. I shouldn’t have acted so recklessly. I don’t have any excuse, baby.”

This is the second time that my actions made him worry to the point of wondering whether he had lost his last living family member. It is a feeling I pray he never knows because I know what it's like to have absolutely no one.

Dropping a soft kiss on his forehead, I say, “Please forgive me, baby.”

He softly hiccups and looks at Junkyung, who seems to be looking down at our exchange with rapt attention, and asks seriously, “Mr. Han, do you think we should forgive her?”

Some unknown communication takes place between Seo Jae, my kid, and Han Junkyung, my soulmate. It's as if their bond had grown leaps and bounds in the hours when they both clung on to one another not knowing whether I was dead or alive.

Junkyung-ssi hums exaggeratedly and just says, “Maybe not so fast.”

Jae hums non-committal, his face completely blank, “Hm, I agree.” Damn, this kid is way too smart for a 5-year-old.

“Wae?” I sputter out like a baby. “I am sorry. I really am. Will never happen again. I promise. Jeongmal!”

I look up to see my soulmate, hoping for him to back me. He too gives me a closed-off look.

What the hell is he thinking? Damn, the guy is way too good at masking his emotions, CEO, and all.

My mind goes into overdrive for a few seconds, trying to figure out a way to make up to the two most important men in my life. All of a sudden Jae starts laughing and Junkyung follows, the echoes of his silent laughter vibrating through my chest.

“Mr. Han, she believed us.” My nephew squeals out as he laughs belly-deep.

Aish! These boys! They are ganging up on me. Is there even a thing called loyalty?

Narrowing my eyes at both, I give them mocking glares as they finally settle in laughing at my expense.

As they both settle down, Jae looks at me with a teasing expression, “Imo, you know I love you, but you really need to shower right now,” which has my soulmate bawling out in laughter.

Just taking the trolling in stride, I slowly shift my nephew off my lap and drop a kiss on his forehead, knowing that if he was making jokes then he was out of the clutches of the earlier nightmare.

Not being able to help myself, I turn my face to the left and softly kiss Junkyung on his cheek. His heartbeat goes into overdrive.

Good, serves him right for making fun of me.

“I’ll make you breakfast in 15 minutes, Jae. Come on, brush your teeth.” I say as I get off the bed and see Jae moving to his attached bathroom. Too overwhelmed at the butterflies in my stomach after the quick kiss, I don't dare look back at Junkyung and hurry out.

Getting ready quickly, I dress in a t-shirt and track pants, not having any plans of going out today.

After the emotional exhaustion, Jae’s favorite choco-chip pancakes are the best way to start the day.

Given my love for cooking, the open-concept kitchen in Junkyung’s home is an absolute heaven. A large, central island takes a center stage, its surface a stunning expanse of polished granite.

As I get ready in the mornings and at times simultaneously handle patient calls and read their reports on my iPad, this central island becomes my practical workspace and breakfast spot. However, I quickly realised that Junkyung doesn't like me having breakfast in the kitchen. He almost always ends up dragging me to the dining table. I guess he prefers having at least one meal, with the three of us together, since dinner timings are erratic for both of us.

Jae joins me just as I have removed the first batch of pancakes and digs in immediately. I am sure he didn’t eat anything yesterday amidst all the worry. As his antics keep me entertained, I don’t realize that Eomoni has joined us.

Crap. With Jae’s nightmare, I completely forgot that Junkyung's parents are still here.

I look up to see the older woman is looking at me with a small smile.

Switching off the gas, I turn to Jae and say softly, “Baby, do you mind moving to the dining room?”

Jae picks up his plate and he gives Mrs. Han a bright smile and a chirpy good morning, which are reverted with equal enthusiasm from the kind woman.

Walking closer to her, I look at her and bow down deep, “I apologize for yesterday, Eomoni. I shouldn’t have spoken in such a manner to Junkyung-ssi. I am truly sorry.”

Standing straight, I don’t even get a reply, before I am engulfed in a tight hug. Then to my further surprise and elation, she pats my head lovingly as my chin rests on her shoulder.

Is this what it feels like to have your mother's arms wrapped around you after years?

Her hug brings back an onslaught of memories that tighten my chest with emotion. Every single hug my mom gave me is running like a film right in front of my eyes. After years, I am once again feeling that love and protection that I used to feel when my mother was still alive.

My emotions must have been a wreck because just as I open my eyes, I see my soulmate entering the kitchen even as he speaks on the phone. The constant tugs of sorrow pushed him to find me despite being engaged on a call.

As soon as he spots me hugging his mom, he calms down. Just a bit. But at least the worry on his face eases considerably.

Stepping back, I look down at Eomonim. “Ari-ssi, you don’t need to apologize. Your world and the challenges it portrays are very different from the life we are accustomed to. We all were very worried. But that doesn’t justify my son’s words. So, I am apologizing on his behalf.”

“Eomoni, that's not necessary. He was worried, so I don’t blame him.” I say softly. I hear Junkyung’s soft intake of breath. He is listening alright.

Gathering the courage to look into his eyes, I see relief.

Blatant and naked relief.

It becomes abundantly clear just how scared he has been of the possibility that we could never move forward from this. I did too, but the past few hours have put many things into perspective.

Maintaining eye contact, wanting to give him verbal reassurance that we are okay, I say firmly, “If I were in his shoes, I would have reacted in the same manner.”

“Of course, after that, I wouldn't have hesitated to break a few of his bones for putting me through hell,” I add with an exaggerated sigh, which has both the mother and son laughing heartily.

Mrs. Han pulls me into another hug, turns around, walks up to her son, and gives a soft pat on his cheek.

He gives her a brief nod and then looks back at me. But his expression is carefully blank, as he waits for my next move.

He is dressed up again, for sure, heading to the office. If I remember correctly, he has a big stakeholder meeting at noon. Not wanting to hold him back from his work any further, I decide to put his mind to ease. It's the least I can do after putting him through a wringer yesterday.

Walking straight up to him I hug him tightly, with my hands on his waist and nestle my forehead against his neck.

His heartbeat increases, just like mine, as the sweet bond flows through us.

I feel his surprise at my sudden action, but he soon slips his arms around my waist, holding me in an iron clad grip as if he never wanted me to move.

“I am sorry, Junkyung-a. It must have been hard for you not knowing where I was for so many hours. You and Jae will always come first, so I will ensure that this doesn’t happen again.” I say softly, roving my right hand soothingly over his back.

Tightening his hold over me, he bends down to push his forehead into my shoulder. He takes in a few deep breaths as if he is hoping my scent would calm his frayed thoughts.

He is recalling his emotions. Fear. Panic. Pain. The mere thought that something horrible had happened to me or worse, that I was dead. All of these emotions are constantly running through the bond.

He is opening up to me. He is using the bond to communicate just how terrified he was yesterday.

"I am so so sorry. I never wish to put you in any kind of distress," I whisper brokenly.

He leans back and cups my cheek, and says in a steady voice, “Ari-a, you are not alone anymore. You have people to lean on, who will always be there for you. Through thick and thin. You are not just important to me and Jae, but also to my parents.”

He continues after a beat, “You don’t need to bear everything alone. Do you understand?”

"I won't survive, if something happens to you Ari-a. Do you get that? You are very important to me," he says softly and drops a kiss to my forehead.

Nodding my head even as emotions clog my throat, I give him a beaming smile.

Stepping back, wanting to lighten the mood, I say teasingly, “Mr. Han, shouldn’t you be heading to work? We can’t have the billionaire CEO slacking just before a stakeholder meeting.”

“How do you know about that?” his eyes widened in surprise.

“Your calendar is synced to my devices, remember? Which was your secretary’s bright idea, considering the ruckus it would create if I were to ever barge into your board meeting requesting for a charge.” I say half mockingly.

He just chuckles and I complain softly, “Aish, why did I have to have a rich, handsome, and super busy soulmate?"

“I thought I was beautiful as of yesterday,” Junkyung says with a smirk. “Keep it coming, I like the way you describe me.”

Huffing at his smug look, I walk to the kitchen counter and pick up my plate of pancakes. Just as I am at the kitchen’s exit I turn to him and reply honestly, “You are both and that is unfair.”

My compliment once again brings pure happiness to his face, and to my further suprise he looks shy. That's a first: the mighty Han Junkyung, my handsome Chaebol soulmate, is blushing right now.

“All the best for the meeting, Mr. Han. Drive safe.” I say with a final wave and make my way to join Jae for breakfast.

Chapter Text

Seo Ari POV

Jae and I are lounging in the dining room after Junkyung left for the stakeholder's meeting. His parents were sitting in the living room and they seemed to be engrossed in conversation, so I didn’t want to intrude.

“Imo, I am bored,” Jae whines as we finish breakfast. “Let’s go out, Imo. It's been ages since we went on our “Aunt and Nephew Date.” Giving a sad pout he continues, “Am I not your favorite guy anymore now that you have a soulmate?”

Look who’s learning emotional blackmail. He is too cute for his own good.

“Aww, my poor Aegi. You know anyone taking your place is impossible. You will always have my heart,” which brings a big smile on his face.

“Okay, how about we go on a lunch picnic? Jeong Sun imo said you loved it last time,” I ask him. With how fast his face lights up I know he is in.

“Yay! You are the best, imo,” he squeals out which has Eomeoni and Abeoji looking up at us.

Jae notices it. He gets up and runs towards the living room, “Harabeoji and Halmeoni,” calling them out loudly in excitement as he runs towards them.

Pin drop silence.

That’s the first time Jae has addressed them in this manner. Will they like it?

Jae, in his bubbling excitement, doesn’t realize that Junkyung’s parents are looking at him with unbridled wonder, happiness, and a barely restrained emotion.

“Would you join Imo and me for a picnic?” he asks them in a hopeful voice. I stand up and slowly make my way towards them not wanting to disturb the moment.

Eomeoni is the first to recover. She brings out her hand towards Jae, “Come here, honey.”

Jae was still a few feet away, so he ran toward her, “Will you come Halmeoni?” he asked again.

Abeoji and Eomoni share a guilty look and I know that they won’t join us.

Eomeoni softly touches Jae’s cheek, “Honey we are sorry, but today won’t be possible.”

The hesitant no brings a big pout on Jae’s face.

Abeoji senses the real possibility of waterworks starting any second. “Aigoo. How about you go with your Imo today and then next weekend the three of us have a “Grandparents and Grandson Date” at the park?”

Immediately the peanut perks up and holds out his pinky finger to Abeoji. “Promise, Harabeoji?”

Despite our chuckles at the little guy's penchant for pinky promises and how serious they were in his tiny world, Abeoji immediately stamps out a promise and drops a kiss on Jae’s forehead.

Jumping up and down, Jae saunters over to me and hugs my legs, “I get to go on two picnics, Imo. I am so so excited.”

I laugh out at his exuberance, “Awesome, baby. Go to the kitchen and request Ms. Shin to make your sandwiches. Go. We will leave in half an hour.”

As he runs out, I turn to Junkyung’s parents – people I have come to see as my own.

"Ari-ssi, we would have loved to join, but we need to be at headquarters to attend the conclusion of the stakeholder's meeting. I hope you understand," Abeoji explains.

"Absolutely, no worries. Its okay, Abeoji," I revert with a small smile.

Wringing my hands I ask hesitantly, “Abeoji and Eomoni, I may be wrong, but I must ask. You both are okay with Jae addressing you as Harabeoji and Halmeoni, right?”

“I will explain to him if it makes you uncomfortable,” I add softly.

The elderly couple share a look and Eomoni pats the seat beside her, silently requesting me to take a seat.

“Ari-ssi. We adore Jae. The boy has brought so much happiness into our lives – of course, we want to be his grandparents. Why would you ask something like that?” I look up at her stupefied, not able to answer.

How do I explain to her that the wretched woman who gave Jae birth abandoned him for money? When a mother’s love could be so tainted and greedy, what guarantee was there that any other relationship on this planet could be forged irrespective of bloodlines?

My eyes fill up and I turn my gaze toward the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Han mansion’s immaculate gardens.

Even as I keep my gaze averted trying to make sense of my jumbled thoughts, Eomoni pulls my hand into hers. With a finger under my chin, she turns me towards her, “Ari-ssi, I know for a fact that losing your entire family was a big blow and I am sure the world hasn’t made it easy for you as a mother to Seo Jae.”

My breath hitches when she calls me Jae’s mother.

She gives me an understanding smile. “You are his Eomma, Ari-a. You have been and are always going to be his mother. Understandably, you are weary. When life constantly has it out for you as if it holds a personal grudge, a person tends to keep looking over her shoulder with every breath.”

It’s never-ending – the fear that something will go wrong because my fate just doesn’t want to give me a damn break.

She squeezes my hand once again to gain my attention, “You are not alone, Seo Ari. You have no idea just how important you are to our son. Both of you have become a part of Junkyung’s system. So, please stop doubting this because you are our family now.”

I pull her into a hug and her motherly support and warmth seep through my veins building a protective bubble around me – the kind of protection only a mother could give her child. As if in her arms absolutely nothing can go wrong.

Yang Hye Jin, my soulmate’s mother, is healing and reviving the small part of my soul, which had died along with my Eomma on that fateful night.

Seoul Forest Park – Aunt and Nephew Picnic Date

We left an hour later for the park. The day is bathed in the soft glow of sunlight as Jae and I reach Seoul Forest Park. Ms. Shin, the Head Chef of the Han household had gone all out and had packed us a vibrant picnic basket filled with an array of delectable treats. As we enter the park, we are greeted by the lively sounds of nature and the distant laughter of children.

Choosing a perfect spot beneath the comforting shade of a colossal tree, I spread out a cheerful, patterned picnic blanket. The air is filled with the subtle fragrance of blooming flowers, creating an idyllic atmosphere for their outing. We settle onto the blanket, surrounded by the serene beauty.

The picnic basket unfolded a delightful assortment of sandwiches, fresh fruits, homemade snacks, as well two medium-sized tumblers of fresh juice. It was obvious that the chef had chosen items carefully as per our taste. The laughter of children playing nearby intertwined with the rustling leaves creates a symphony of joy.

“Ah, the two loves of my life. You both are a sight for sore eyes,” Jeong Sun sings out as she settles down. While I have gone for a black floral print maxi dress, Jeong Sun has opted for a cute peach-colored shirt dress and she looks gorgeous.

She drops a kiss on Jae’s forehead and tickles him, which brings out his heartwarming squeals. Turning to me after a few beats, she gives me a one-armed hug.

It was way past lunchtime, so we dug into the sandwiches and Jae's eyes sparkled with excitement as he devoured the food. Our conversation was pure banter throughout the meal. I occasionally stole a grape to provoke laughter from Jae, while Jeong Sun was on making funny faces duty to make the little boy giggle.

Once we have cleared everything out, we start with the games. After almost an hour of playing and running after Jae, we settled down as Jae explored the park by himself – his curiosity made him take a closer look at the flowers while he innocently said "hi" to the butterflies. The small rabbits made Jae particularly happy and he had looked close to tears when the small animals had made a beeline as soon as they had sensed Jae’s excited approach.

We managed to calm him by introducing him to the squirrels, but even as we sat I noticed that his eyes kept going back to where the rabbits were. Poor baby.

“Any progress on Jae’s custody, Ari-a?” Jeong Sun asks.

“No. Honestly, things have been so crazy since I met Han Junkyung that believe it or not Jae’s case and its progress have gone down my list of priorities,” I confess softly.

“Understandably so, Ari-a,” she says softly.

“But we still don’t understand what Min-Hye’s motive is. I offered her 75 billion won and she still wouldn’t sign off. For someone who broke my brother’s heart, because he let go of his inheritance to marry her, Oh Min Hye’s actions after the last hearing make no sense.”

“Ari, have you read through yours and Jae’s inheritance clauses properly? You were in a very bad place when the will was read out. Have you gone through the finer details? Your father was a master planner Ari-a. He could manipulate anything to work in his favor, especially when it came to protecting his family.”

Silence.

How did I not think of this? How the hell has this small detail not crossed my mind?

My lawyer for this case only knows the bare minimum. Since I didn’t want anyone from the AG Chem board or Mr. Lim to be a part of this mess or a part of my personal life, I chose to hire a new lawyer through Jeong Sun’s contacts.

My inheritance or Jae’s for that matter is not public knowledge. All those details are under tight non-disclosure agreements. Heck, the world doesn’t even know that Oh Min Hye is Jae’s mother because my father ensured that the wretched woman received no such recognition after what she did to Oppa.

“Ari-a?” Jeong Sun asks.

“I can’t believe that I didn’t go back to the inheritance documents, Jeong Sun-a. How could I have forgotten something so critical?” I whisper out as I try to come to terms with my ignorance.

“Ari-a, it's not your fault. You were grieving. You still are – there are days when only your nephew’s presence brings light to your eyes. Now, there’s Han Junkyung as well,” she reverts softly patting my hand.

I whip my head towards her, not sure if I heard her right, “What do you mean?”

“Han Junkyung, your chaebol soulmate – the one you have been so apprehensive about - makes you happy, Seo Ari.”

I keep looking at her in disbelief. She takes a deep breath and continues, “We are best friends Ari-a. I have seen you go through everything – hardships, judgments, disappointing dates, but I have never seen you look at anyone the way you look at your soulmate..”

I wait for her to continue with bated breath.

Earlier words from Eomoni come to my mind, “You have no idea just how important you are to our son.”

"..like you don’t know where you end and he begins.”

Chapter Text

Seo Ari POV

Jeong Sun’s words from earlier keep running in my mind as I drive back home after dropping her off.

“like you don’t know where he ends and you begin.”

Is that how I look at him?

I know for a fact that I am way beyond liking Han Junkyung. The man has made me and my nephew his priority. He has done everything I have requested him and then some more.

Sure, what happened yesterday was unfortunate, but we both were past it now. I could recall the relief swimming through his veins when I hugged him before he left.

I take a right and pull up into the driveway only to realize that my thoughts had been so focused on my soulmate, that I had unconsciously reached the Hue headquarters.

If I am here, I might as well check up on him.

Parking my car beside Junkyung’s Aston Martin, I notice that Jae has fallen asleep. Pulling my purse and phone, I gently cradle a slumbering Jae, his head nestled against my shoulder and his small hand clutching my back. I couldn't resist a soft smile at how serene my baby looked.

When I get to the top floor, the security directs me to the main conference room where the meeting is going on. Luckily, Junkyung’s secretary is right outside on a phone call and as soon as he sees me, he cuts the call and approaches.

“Madam Seo, is everything alright? Are you low on charge? Should I get Han Daepyonim here immediately?”

Waving my right hand at an awkward angle given Jae’s weight, I softly say, “I just want to ensure that Junkyung-ssi is okay. After everything that happened yesterday, I couldn’t help but check up on him.”

“Is the stakeholder’s meeting still going on?” He nods. “Can I join by any chance?” I ask as Mr. Kim gives me a small understanding smile.

“Yes, of course,” he gestures to me to follow him. His immediate affirmation is surprising. To my knowledge stakeholder meetings are not open to all.

“Mr. Kim, if it's confidential, I am happy to wait here. I don’t want to intrude.”

“You can never intrude. Nothing in Han Daepyonim’s life is off-limits for you Madam Seo. No one in the firm would dare stop you or Jae.” He reverts.

My breath hitches. What?

“Please don’t tell me he…” I say fearing the worst. Did he disclose it to the board as well?

“Yes, the board and all Hue employees had to sign NDAs weeks ago and that includes our foreign offices. He ensured that there would never come a time when you are forced to stay away from him due to fear of people finding out the unique nature of your relationship. Jae’s identity has also been covered.” he explains.

“Did he face any issues with the board on this?” I ask worriedly as my mind tries to grapple with this new revelation, which brings a smile to Secretary Kim’s face.

“Han Daepyonim and his parents are the majority stakeholders, Madam Seo."

Meaning that the board is only as powerful as the Han Junkyung wants them to be.”

Daebak. I knew my soulmate was powerful, but I had grossly underestimated his influence.

“Come on, I will take you inside,” he directs me once we reach the doors.

As soon as I enter, I sense that Junkyung is at the end of his patience. His thoughts are muted but his irritation is quickly turning into anger.

I just hope he doesn’t stress too much over it. I settle in one corner of the massive room, with Jae’s head nestled over my chest. I look down and drop a quick kiss on his forehead.

The sudden silence makes me look up, only to realize that everyone is looking at Jae and me – because Han Junkyung is heading towards us. His face is composed given the audience, but his concern is tugging at my end of the bond.

“Is everything okay?” he asks as soon as he reaches. “Is Jae okay?” comes within the next breath as he softly touches Jae's head.

“We are fine. Just wanted to see you,” I say softly taking in the wide-eyed, curious, and surprised glances from the audience behind Junkyung. His parents give me small knowing smiles, while everyone else has a myriad of emotions as they absorb our presence.

The charge starts all of a sudden, as Junkyung pulls back my attention to him by keeping two of his fingers below my chin. He seems to be searching for the truth in my eyes because he can’t feel anything out of the ordinary from our bond.

Holding his hand, I give him a soft squeeze, to give him half a minute of recharge for what it's worth, and sense his irritation from earlier, slowly fading.

“You should get back,” I whisper just for his ears and he gives me a swift nod and returns to the head of the table.

As soon as his attention returns to the task at hand, the air automatically gets chilled. It is as if Han Junkyung’s aura is transformed. His anger is not a storm; it is a glacier, moving slowly but inexorably, freezing everything in its path. I sense that heads might roll today because Junkyung is not happy.

“We were supposed to diversify our supply chains and build reliable partners in multiple countries. Where are we on that?”

“Our identification, background verification, and negotiations are done. Now we are just short of getting the signed contracts from them.”

“How is that going to weigh on our margins?” Junkyung follows up as he turns to someone sitting in the middle of the long table.

“In the near term about 5%-10% and should decline to less than 2% in the 5-10-year period,” someone says.

Junkyung nods. "Research and Development." As soon as he says this, I see my soulmate's expression hardening - if that's even possible. Jaw clenched, he listens to the reports of repeated errors and missed deadlines.

"I've reviewed the reports and assessments from the R&D department," he begins, his gaze sweeping across the room. "The repeated oversights and missed deadlines are unacceptable. They not only jeopardize the quality of our products but also reflect poorly on the integrity of this company."

There's a collective tension in the room as Junkyung's words hang in the air, the weight of his disappointment palpable. I watch as he pauses, his gaze settling on a few individuals seated across the table.

"I've made it clear time and again that excellence is non-negotiable at Hue Cosmetics," Junkyung continues, his voice unwavering. "And those who fail to meet our standards will have to face the consequences of their actions."

I hold my breath as Junkyung delivers his verdict, his words echoing in the silence of the room.

"With immediate effect, I'm relieving Mr. Park and Ms. Kim of their duties in the R&D department," he declares, his tone final. "Their repeated oversight and failure to deliver results have not only compromised our near-term performance but also our reputation as a leader in the industry."

There's a stunned silence in the room as Junkyung's words sink in, the gravity of his decision weighing heavily on everyone present. I can sense the tension in the air, the implications of Junkyung's actions reverberating throughout the room.

The usually warm and composed man I knew was transformed into a calculating strategist, his every word and gesture carrying an air of ruthlessness. The cold, calculating, and downright feral look in his eyes has shivers running down my spine. Anyone with common sense can see that this version of Han Junkyung - the CEO version - was never to be messed with.

Han Junkyung - my soulmate.

Han Junkyung - the CEO of Hue Cosmetics.

They are two completely different versions. I haven't experienced his business leader side until now.

Jae starts stirring in his sleep and yawns cutely. It's time to go.

Not wanting to disturb the proceedings, I get up with Jae now sleepily taking in his surroundings. Just as I turn, I see Secretary Kim once again opening the door for me.

I slip out trying my best to make no noise. I do feel a slight tug at the bond. Junkyung sensed my departure. I look back at Junkyung through the slight opening where Mr. Kim is still holding the door and give my soulmate a gentle nod of assurance.

"Hi baby. Did you have a good nap?" I ask Jae softly as I make my way towards the elevator. He just nods. "Good. We should get back home now."

Chapter Text

Han Junkyung POV

I am in a contemplative mood as I take a shower that night. My body and mind have been through a rollercoaster since yesterday. Right from the media accosting Ari to us finally making up today morning, my nerves were frayed to no end by the time the stakeholders meeting started.

If there's one thing I absolutely loathe, then its incompetence. The continued poor performance by Hue's R&D team had been brought to my notice within the very first week of me taking over the reigns. Over the past six months, their performance metrics had been downward bound, with their metrics being laughable. Even some of Hue's youngest teams in terms of average age were performing leaps and bounds better despite being inexperienced. After having given a fair amount of chances, I finally decided to take a stand today.

I had known when I had left in the morning that a strict action would be warranted. I haven't completed an year in this position, but I had wanted to send a clear message to everyone: I will never let such oversight and laziness slide.

However, having Seo Ari witness the meeting had not been my plan. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of vulnerability, realizing that Ari had gotten a glimpse of a side of me that I had shielded her from—the calculating, ruthless CEO persona that thrived in the boardroom.

My thoughts continue to swirl in doubt as I step into the living room to find Ari already in bed. The picnic has lifted her spirits for sure. I can feel small tugs of contentedness from her after every few minutes.

As soon as I am in bed, I pull her by her waist. She is reading a book, but settles into me without any resistance. My left arm goes below her neck and she slightly lifts her head and moves her hair out so that the side of her neck and my arm also get utilized for charge. The bond sizzles to life and we both huff out - mine is a sigh of relief as my muscles loosen. Her's is a happy-cum-comfy sigh as she continues to read.

There are so many things going on in my head but the one question, which just wouldn't go is, "Will my soulmate see me differently now that she has experienced my ruthless side?"

I am concerned to say the least. Sure, I have known Ari for more than a month now and she has been living here for the majority of it.

But Seo Ari is just built differently. With her, things are never as they look.

When she is happy, she cooks fancy meals and makes it her job to spoil Jae and me with her amazing cooking.

When she is coping, to my utter surprise, she is thankful. When I asked her about it, I felt like the dumbest person on the planet. She just whispered in a low voice, "Gratitude should be shown even on the worst of days. Even if you are hanging on by a tiny thread, be grateful that you are at least alive."

When she is in a mischievous mood, she grins. A lot. Small pranks and hide and seek games have become a daily routine in my household. She pouts, if her pranks fail. It's as bad as seeing Jae pout - you can't help but feel sad when these two are sad over a tiny failed pranks.

When she is at her wits end with someone at the hospital, she resorts to sarcastic smiles. She is a force to be reckoned with when someone tries to force her into unethical situations or her patients life is endangered due to stupidity or negligence.

When she is grieving though, her spark dies. It's as if she is praying to the universe to turn back time - either to get her whole family back, or to ensure her own death along with her family.

I know. I can feel it through the bond. As she said early on, I can catch the tendrils of her thoughts.

Her episodes of grief are unlike any pain I have ever felt. Every time I find her looking at the small family photo frame on her side of the bed, I can sense the magnitude of what all she has lost and just how much she has fought to get to where we are now.

The fact that she cherishes every single person in her life and their time, drives home the painful point that Dr. Seo Ari has been played the cruelest cards by fate and yet continues to march on.

Will someone with this worldview ever understand the kind of unyielding and unforgiving decisions I make to ensure that we stay on top?

I am brought out of my worries with Ari's gentle tapping on my hand.

"What's wrong?" she asks softly.

"Aniya," I say.

"Junkyung-a, we promised each other on day 1 that we would communicate. Whatever you are feeling, tell me." she presses further.

"Ari-a...." I huff out. How can I explain my fears on this matter? But deep down I know that she is right. I should talk to her openly about it.

She is still waiting. Patiently.

"Are you okay with the side of me, which you saw today?" I ask hesitantly.

She turns around and gets up slightly. "You mean the CEO side of Han Junkyung?"

I just nod not being able to form any words. My heart is pounding in anticipation and fear.

"Why wouldn't I be okay with it?" She asks curiously not following my question.

"You saw a side of me I haven't shown you until now - the cold and calculating Han Junkyung. The one who must be ruthless at times to ensure that Hue continues to excel." I say in a low voice.

She starts laughing at me and I can feel through the bond that she is really amused, but the joke is lost on me. She picks up her phone piquing my curiosity and scrolls through something for a few minutes.

"Aha!"

It's the AG Chem website, but the US one. She has opened the leadership team page for some reason.

"Just scroll down to the bottom once and see the past management position holders," she says softly.

"Seo Ari, CFO AG Chem US"

My eyes widen at that piece of information.

"You...ottoke?" I could only manage that much.

She has a dual degree in Medicine and an MBA - both from Harvard as per her bio. What the hell?

"Even though I let go of my inheritance, my dad was adamant that I should build knowledge and skillsets for business - it was non-negotiable and Appa's only demand, that I join the firm at a managerial level in some capacity at least for a few years after my education."

Her father was right to do that in my opinion. With such a huge business, it made sense that he wanted both his kids to be trained for it.

"You may not believe it, but I have been trained by my dad and elder brother for years. I had to earn that CFO title, which might I mention I worked on while being a part time neurosurgeon."

She chuckles lowly, "I can't even recall the number of times I had run out of meetings because there was patient dying. I was strung thin by my second year."

"So, I chose." She says with finality.

"You chose your patients over a highly paid and prestigious job - something people die to get." I say in an awed tone.

She just gives me a sad smile. "What's the use of all the money and prestige, if you don't have your loved ones to share it with?"

She gets a far away look in her eyes as she whispers, "Look at me. I chose my patients and still ended up loosing my family."

Oh, baby. You have a family now. You just are not ready to accept it.

I squeeze her hand tightly and pull her down. With her forehead now nestled against my neck, her hand hesitantly slips across my waist.

"Anyway, back to your question. I am not surprised by what happened today. I have been a part of enough board meetings myself to know that to ensure that your company thrives, there are times when we have to weed out the rotten parts. So, what you did today - firing those shitheads, it was much needed," she says firmly after a few beats.

"I didn't want you to see that side of me," I admit quietly, letting her feel my vulnerability much to my open surprise. I seldom showed weakness to anyone, even my parents.

"It's a part of my world that I've wanted to shield you from. But now that you've seen it, I hope you understand—I do what I do to secure a future for us as well as Hue's employees and their families." I continue.

She links her fingers through mine and looks up at me, and says in an assuring tone, "Its your duty as a leader Junkyung-a. You must take tough decisions once in a while for the larger good."

As the addicting buzz of the bond pounds through me, my soulmate's words of support put me at ease. As the burden over my chest vanishes, I acknowledge the fact that I am blessed. Not everyone is fortunate enough to have such supportive people in their lives.

Seo Ari POV

Next Day

"Junkyung-a.." I call out entering his room. I see him getting ready in his massive closet. Spanning the size of a small apartment, the closet is impeccably organized and meticulously curated to showcase his extensive collection of designer clothing, shoes, and accessories.

The walls are lined with custom-built shelves and racks, displaying rows upon rows of tailored suits, jackets, and shirts in a myriad of colors and fabrics. Each garment is carefully arranged, with precision and attention to detail evident in every fold and crease.

A central island serves as the focal point of the closet, featuring drawers and compartments filled with luxury watches, cufflinks, and other accessories. The island is topped with a sleek marble countertop, providing ample space for Junkyung to lay out his ensemble for the day.

Gosh, this is twice the size of mine and Jae's closets combined and ours are not small by any means. Junkyung had remodeled an entire room in the south wing on this same floor to house our closets.

I see him standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirrors as one of the staff members stands behind Junkyung helping him with his clothes and watch.

We are the two opposites of a spectrum. Me in a white t-shirt and baggy jeans, with my trusted Nikes and my hair pulled up in a messy bun. He has picked a charcoal black suit, which I am sure costs more than what I earn in a quarter.

"Ari-a?" Junkyung asks, bring me out of my musings. His subtle signal to the staff for privacy doesn't go unnoticed. But I recognize the guy immediately.

Junkyung has a staff of 50 people in this mansion and I must admit, I am still learning their names. There are at least three people who shadow Junkyung when he is at home. Always. Anything and everything he needs is paid attention to. If I hadn't grown up in these surroundings, I would have gone stir crazy with this kind of luxury.

Today, Lee Baek-hyun is the lucky one it seems. The guy joined the home staff just recently and would be hardly 25 years of age.

"Baek-hyun-a, is Eomonim doing okay now? Do you need any help?" I ask as he gives me a bow followed by a beaming smile. I return his bow as I feel slight irritation through the bond. I look up to find my soulmate's gaze trained on his left hand as he wore his watch, but I could make out that he was listening to the ongoing conversation.

"Noona, Eomma is much better now. Thank you for taking a look at her reports that day. We are so grateful to you Noona and we can never repay you for what you did," he says with tears in his eyes.

"I am glad. Tell Eomonim, she can repay me by feeding me her homemade Kimchi jjigae. Is she free today? I think I will drop by today evening." I say instantly.

His face lights up and he almost jumps in giddiness, "Really? You will come to our humble abode? Wait, I will call Eomma immediately."

I laugh at his exuberance and nod, "Yes, I promise. Just message me the address." He gives me another bow and leaves.

My soulmate's irritation and for some reason jealousy starts grating at the bond and I look at him in suprise. Did I do something wrong?

"You wanted something?" he says coldly, when I head closer. Okay, I definitely did something wrong. Han Junkyung has never spoken coldly to me.

"Yes, I just wanted to let you know that I am visiting my family estate today along with Jae and Jeong-sun. The connectivity is bad in some parts of our home, so please don't worry if you can't reach me for some reason. I will give you regular updates." I say softly. He just gives me a brief nod and is waiting for me to finish.

Once again tugs of irritation and jealousy. I look up at him, searching for answers. His face is completely blank, but his eyes look somewhat hurt. I don't like it when he is experiencing negative feelings.

I notice that his tie is slightly skewed. When I step closer and fix it, his breathing speeds up. "What's wrong Junkyung-a?" I ask worriedly.

"Did I do something wrong?" I ask in a somewhat scared tone after a beat. I hear his sharp breath intake. When I look up, I am surprised to see he has a slight blush on his face.

He looks out of the window on our right, his gaze fixed on something far away as he gathers his thoughts and I wait patiently.

"Junkyung-a..."

"You might be the only woman I have ever met, who has absolutely no clue of just how much attention she garners," he cuts me off.

I look down at my attire and then look at the mirror on the left. I don't have any makeup on. My skin is not that great today and my hair is a mess as it always is.

I look back at him and ask in genuine curiosity, because I just don't understand what he means, "What exactly in this whole look do you think is worth attention?"

"And if there is one thing I stay away from, then its attention. Everyone who knows me, knows this well. Heck, I gave up everything to stay away from the chaebol life because you can't even breathe without the world knowing about it, Junkyung-a," I continue after a beat.

He steps closer which automatically has me straining my neck backwards to maintain eye contact with his 6 foot huge ass frame. His cedarwood perfume engulfing my senses and the electric shocks from the bond bring tiny goosebumps on my arms.

"You really are clueless," his voice barely above a murmur, as he softly brushes my cheek. I lean into his touch as his stare sends shivers down my spine. The look in his eyes makes me weak in the knees and its a miracle that I am still standing.

"I was sure when I had met you that it was a front, which has been the case for so many women I have met until now," Junkyung continues.

What does he mean? My confusion is clear as day on my face.

He gives me a small smile, and continues, "You, Dr. Seo Ari - even with a single smile - have the power to make or break a man's world."

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Then I am laughing. I laugh as I recall my teenage years and failed dates. Jinja. This guy is really something else.

I finally gather some courage to look up at him, wiping a tiny tear from the corner of my eye. "I wish I could have met you as a teenager, Han Junkyung. You are really good for my self esteem," I say honestly.

I pat him softly on the cheek and I see him frowning. He is trying to make sense of my reaction, but I would rather not delve into it.

"Anyway, I will leave. Have a nice day. I will see you tonight." I say.

Giving him a small smile, I turn around to leave, "You don't believe me, do you?" his question stops me.

I turn around and look up at him. Letting him feel the entirety of my emotions through the bond, I whisper, "Do you really think people have ever tried to see me for what I truly am?"

"Ari, only Ari. Not Seo Ari the brilliant neurosurgeon or the billionaire heiress. Just me." I huff out a dry chuckle.

"Do you know why my first boyfriend broke up with me?" I ask rhetorically. "I was 15 and this was right before I left for the States. He said and I quote "Ari, you are too tomboyish and completely opposite of what high society girls should be like." The second one said that I was too smart for his tastes and he felt incompetent when I was around." I conclude with a heavy breath.

"Do you truly believe that I can make and break a man's world? Really, Han Junkyung, no wonder you are the Princess Maker. You really do have the skill to make women feel like they are queens and capable of anything." I say bitterly and notice his face paling. I can feel his pain through the bond.

I close my eyes as I immediately regret my words. He doesn't deserve my condescension and I have no right to judge him in this manner. Our pasts should remain just that - our pasts. Dredging up these things now would just cause us pain.

"Was," he says after a beat.

"Huh?" I look up, not following.

His eyes have a steely and determined look now and another emotion, which I can't pinpoint. Before I know what's happening, he has swirled me around to face the floor length mirror. His front to my back, with my head right beside his jaw as we hold each other's gaze through the mirror.

He places both his hands on my waist sending a flurry of butterflies through my stomach as his protectiveness engulfs me.

"I was the Princess Maker. Do you really think I have looked at any other woman ever since I met you? You are me soulmate, Dr. Seo Ari," he whispers softly sending my mind into a frenzy. His proximity, words, and his feelings through the bond are making me lose my focus.

He bends down and drops a soft kiss to my neck, just behind my ear eliciting a soft moan, which echoes through the closet. To my further surprise, he smells my hair.

When he once again looks at me, his eyes show his determination and my heart thunders in my chest as the bond continues to sizzle.

"And you, Ari-a, are the only woman who can make or break my world," he says.

Jeong-sun's words come rushing back to me. "Like you don't know where you end and he begins."

I don't even realize when both my hands have caught on to his, my slim fingers threaded through his long ones. As I squeeze his hand softly, he drops a kiss to the side of my head. "Drive safe. Send me a message every two hours."

He starts to walk away after I nod.

"Oh, and one more thing. Tell Baek-hyun, that I will also be joining today evening for the Kimchi jjigae treat," he is gone before I could muster a proper reply.