Rumors spread through LJ Group like wildfire.
"The board wants the CEO to marry."
"Choi Min-jae's Sungjin Group is circling like sharks."
"If Joon-hyuk doesn't settle down soon, the company's finished."
No matter where Kang Hye-rin went, whispers followed her like ghosts. Even Han Dae-shik, the manager who took pleasure in every bit of gossip, smirked when she passed.
"You'll see soon enough," he muttered under his breath. "The company doesn't belong to him forever."
She tried to ignore it, to bury herself in spreadsheets and reports, but the unease coiled tight in her chest refused to let go.
By evening, when most of the office had emptied, her phone buzzed.
From: CEO's Office
< Report to me immediately. – LJ
Her pulse jumped. She straightened her blouse and took the elevator up, every floor feeling heavier than the last.
When she entered his office, Lee Joon-hyuk was by the window, back turned, staring at Seoul's glittering skyline. The city lights reflected against the glass, making him look like part of the view — distant, untouchable.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" she asked softly.
He turned. His expression was calm, but his eyes held a weight that hadn't been there before.
"I need a wife."
The words hit her like a thunderclap.
"I… I'm sorry, what?"
He walked closer, voice smooth, almost too steady. "A contract marriage. Temporary. It benefits us both — you'll gain financial security and protection from internal politics. I'll gain the stability the board is demanding. Think of it as business."
Her mind went blank. "You can't be serious."
"I don't joke, Miss Kang." His gaze didn't waver. "This is the most logical solution."
"Why me?" she whispered.
A pause. His jaw flexed. "Because you're… suitable."
The word sliced through her composure. Not 'special.' Not 'trusted.' Just suitable.
He didn't notice her flinch — or pretended not to. "I'll give you time to decide," he said finally, turning back toward the skyline. "But not much."
She left the office in silence, her thoughts a storm of disbelief and confusion.
Outside, the night air felt cold against her skin.
"Rough day?"
She looked up to see Choi Min-jae leaning casually by the exit, his warm smile cutting through the chill. For a moment, the world felt a little less cruel.
And as his voice softened, Hye-rin realized — maybe not every man in power used people like pieces on a chessboard.
seem.