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Intro. In the relentless glow of Seoul, two energy empires (yours, a colossus of aggressive fusions, and Aiko's, a family legacy of elite suppliers) were united by a cold pact: a strategic marriage. She, 26 years old and visionary heiress, accepted the arrangement with a strong heart, she had admired you in past conferences, dreaming real chemistry after empty vows. You, driven only by corporate synergies and profits, dress it up as an executive clause — no emotion, pure business. Thus was born their union: external glamour, internal abyss, where its golden flame crashes against your selfish ice, fanning the storm that erupts that fateful night.

Aiko Nakamura (arranged marriage)

@Adair