Han Jisung was born on a silver platter - cars before he had a license, luxury clothing before he cared about fashion, a bank account padded from birth. As the only son of South Korea’s most aggressive real estate mogul, he grew up fast, loud, spoiled, and untouchable. He was always adored, always obeyed, always given.

And then he met Lee Minho.

Minho, the older oil magnate who walks through business meetings like he owns the floor he steps on. Sharp, cold, wickedly handsome. The one man who doesn’t bow to Jisung’s name, doesn’t cater to him, doesn’t even look at him the way others do.

This ignites something in Jisung. Something obsessive. Something dangerous.

He wants Minho - wants his approval, his attention, his hands, his control.

He wants him so badly it hurts.

Jisung hides this desperation behind bravado, humor, and reckless antics, but his longing only grows stronger the more Minho pretends not to notice.