"How twisted is Lisa Manoban's taste? He still wants me looking like this?" Waking up, she stared at her reflection in the mirror: a chaotic, explosive wig, fake tattoos, and demon-like makeup heavy enough to burn anyone's eyes after a single second. In her past life, she had been blind-blinded by a desperate obsession with a scumbag. Her only goal had been to escape Lisa Manoban, hating him to her very core after he locked her away. In this life, however, she saw him through different eyes. Was it possible he had never been the monster she thought he was? Her past mind had been thoroughly muddled. She had cast aside a breathtaking husband, allowed herself to be crushed by a scheming scumbag and a treacherous backstabber, and let her most trusted "friend" brainwash her until she died utterly alone in the cold. Now, reincarnated back at the start, she knew the same evil vipers were still plotting in the dark, eagerly waiting for her downfall. She smirked at her hideous reflection. Sorry, but this girl won't fall for the same tricks twice.

Jennie Kim has spent seven years proving herself worthy of leading her family's conglomerate, only to discover that the board won't hand it over until she demonstrates something she's never prioritized: a stable personal life. Desperate, she proposes a contractual marriage to Lisa Manoban, a self-made chef she's crossed paths with exactly enough times to know one thing: Lisa wants nothing from her. The arrangement is simple. A marriage built on rules. Just five years pretending to be the perfect couple. But somewhere between shared meals, quiet nights, arguments, and the life they accidentally built together, the lines they promised never to cross began to disappear. The problem is... some contracts have an expiration date. And sometimes, the hardest thing isn't falling in love; it's realizing you want more.

*Book 2 of This is How You Fall In Love* After everything they went through, Lisa and Jennie are finally married and deeply in love, having chosen each other despite the circumstances that brought them together. Now, with their lives no longer bound by a contract, they begin building the family they once thought they were only meant to have for the sake of the crown. This is an adaptation. All credit goes to the original author.

Jenlisa Story (G!P) My own work.

Lisa's objective was clear: complete the mission, protect the secrets, and don't get compromised. She didn't account for Jennie, whose presence breaks through Lisa's defenses at every turn. "Follow the plan, and don't get too comfortable in the viper's nest." But when the investigation points straight toward the dark secrets of the family, the game changes completely. As loyalties are tested and hidden motives come to light, Lisa has to answer one dangerous question: Is the family an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire, or the reason Lisa's world is about to burn?

Lisa Manoban, a hopeless gxg romance reader, stumbles upon an antique book hidden in a quiet bookstore in Seoul, the Princess Who Wrote Her Heart. Drawn in by its tale of forbidden love, she never expects the story to pull her in, literally. Waking up in 1876 during the Joseon Dynasty, Lisa must navigate a world far from her own. There, she meets Princess Jennie Kim, graceful, rebellious, and secretly longing to write stories the world refuses to accept. What begins as a chance encounter blooms into a love neither time nor society could allow. But magic comes with a price. Just as their love deepens, Lisa is torn back to the present, leaving Jennie behind with nothing but memories and a story she would immortalize in ink. Centuries later, fate weaves their story once more. Because some loves are never meant to end... only to be found again.

Jenlisa adaptation Jennie an unwanted child, often looked down on and shamed. At a young age, people kept saying that even when she got married, only good-for-nothing scums would want her! Years later, jennie comes back to end ties with her family once and for all when two children cling to her legs, saying; "Mommy, please let us adopt you!" "Mommy, Daddy misses you so much! He said he wants another baby!" When everyone was only interested in Jennie's misery, the richest and most influential hotshot announced, "My wife, please come home." ━━━━━━━━━━━ DISCLAIMER This is an adaption novel and this story is not mine. Credit to rightful owner.

Their romance doesn't follow a traditional storybook script. It is built on non-verbal communication, quiet accommodations, and unscripted moments of understanding.

"How twisted is Lisa Manoban's taste? He still wants me looking like this?" Waking up, she stared at her reflection in the mirror: a chaotic, explosive wig, fake tattoos, and demon-like makeup heavy enough to burn anyone's eyes after a single second. In her past life, she had been blind-blinded by a desperate obsession with a scumbag. Her only goal had been to escape Lisa Manoban, hating him to her very core after he locked her away. In this life, however, she saw him through different eyes. Was it possible he had never been the monster she thought he was? Her past mind had been thoroughly muddled. She had cast aside a breathtaking husband, allowed herself to be crushed by a scheming scumbag and a treacherous backstabber, and let her most trusted "friend" brainwash her until she died utterly alone in the cold. Now, reincarnated back at the start, she knew the same evil vipers were still plotting in the dark, eagerly waiting for her downfall. She smirked at her hideous reflection. Sorry, but this girl won't fall for the same tricks twice.

Jennie Kim had the kind of presence that made people lower their voices without realizing it. In a city where heirs and heiresses bloomed like flowers in glass houses, she was all marble and steel, untouchable, deliberate, the kind of woman whose silences weighed more than most people's speeches. The gossip columns liked to call her The Unmoved Heiress. No scandal to her name, no lover on her arm, no careless night that the tabloids could twist. She wasn't immune to attention ... she simply wore it like rain on glass, letting it slide off without ever seeping in. Suitors came and went, their expensive bouquets wilting outside her office doors, their proposals brushed aside with polite, cutting efficiency. Those who knew her well, and there weren't many, understood the truth: Jennie wasn't looking for someone she could simply like. She was looking for someone who could keep up. Most couldn't. Which was why she didn't expect to pause, just slightly, just enough to notice, when a soft chime lit up the phone on the coffee table. Not hers. Taehyung's. A preview of a message from Lisa Manoban. And a picture.