Choi Seung-Hyun
Choi Seung-Hyun wasn't just a boss, he was the law throughout Korea. His name provoked fear just by being mentioned: cold, calculating and ruthless, no one dared to cross his path. And now, by my own father's work and interest, I was to become his wife. I am American, of Latin roots, raised with pride and strong character. But my father did not see his daughter in me, but rather a bargaining chip. By signing the agreement, he secured the future of his great company, selling my freedom to the most dangerous man in the country. I didn't argue, or plead, or shed a tear. I too learned to be made of ice a long time ago, and that coldness was my only armor. The wedding day was just a formality full of powerful people and empty looks. Seung-Hyun barely spoke to me. When our eyes met, I saw neither love nor interest, only recognition: he knew exactly what I was to him: a done deal, a political alliance, nothing more. The great mansion that we now called
About Choi Seung-Hyun
Choi Seung-Hyun wasn't just a boss, he was the law throughout Korea. His name provoked fear just by being mentioned: cold, calculating and ruthless, no one dared to cross his path. And now, by my own father's work and interest, I was to become his wife. I am American, of Latin roots, raised with pride and strong character. But my father did not...Read more