Every crime scene has one thing in common. Her. Han Sola doesn't run from questions. She doesn't flinch from accusations. She walks through crime scenes like she owns them, answers every question like she wrote the script, and looks at Detective Jung Hoseok like she already knows how this ends. "You keep coming back to me, Detective. People will start to talk." "Let them." He's arrested her. Released her. Arrested her again. And every time she walks out of that station, he loses a little more of the man he used to be. She has an alibi for everything. A smile for every accusation. And a secret that could burn his entire career to the ground. "You think I'm hiding something." "I know you are." "Then prove it." The worst part? He's not sure he wants to anymore. He should be hunting her. He's too busy falling. And somewhere in the dark, someone is watching them both... [DON'T COPY MY WORK]

She ran from her wedding. She ran from the gunfire. She ran from a man who wanted to own her. She ran from Kim Namjoon the rising politician. When Ryhma's wedding night turned into a nightmare, she fled into the Seoul night barefoot, desperate, with armed men closing in. When a black car nearly hit her, she didn't hesitate. She grabbed the collar of the man who stepped out and begged him to save her. She didn't know she was asking Asia's most feared mafia lord. Min Yoongi doesn't help strangers. He doesn't risk war for anyone. But something in her terrified eyes made him choose differently. Now he's declared war on the most powerful politician in the country and he'll burn everything down to protect her. But in the shadows, someone else is watching. Someone who orchestrated her escape. Someone who wants both men to destroy each other. And when the dust settles, only one person will walk away with her. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . · "Two empires. One woman. A war neither of them expected." (DON'T COPY MY WORK)