**Fake dating?…what could possibly go wrong** Kim Mingwa is a struggling D-list artist whose career is hanging by a thread. Desperate to keep her place in the spotlight, she accidentally finds herself entangled with the most notorious playboy in the industry—the CEO of the number one entertainment company in the country. Known for his bad reputation and inflated ego, the CEO is the last person she wants to be associated with, but when a scandal between them explodes in the media, they’re forced to fake a relationship to salvage both their careers. --- Kim Mingwa stared in horror at the headline: *Scandal Erupts Between D-List Actress and Industry’s Bad Boy CEO!* “This isn’t happening,” she whispered, her voice shaking. Beside her, the CEO only smirked, completely unfazed. “Welcome to showbiz, Miss Kim.” Mingwa glared at him. “You think this is funny? My career is on the line!” “It’s simple,” he replied, his tone cold. “Play along, or get left behind.” She clenched her fists, knowing she was trapped. “Fine,” she muttered. “But don’t think you can easily take advantage of me.” His smirk widened. “I wouldn’t dream of it..”
"Boss , please, I—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Taewoo swiftly and coldly plunged the blade into Byun's chest. A short gasp escaped the man's lips as his body jerked violently. Blood quickly spread across his shirt, dark and viscous. He didn't get the chance to beg again.
Taewoo watched dispassionately as Byun's body went limp, his breathing ragged before finally stopping. The entire act was quick, efficient—just like the many other times he had dealt with traitors.
Wiping the blood off his blade, Taewoo gave one final glance at the lifeless figure before turning away. He wasn't shaken, not even a bit.
As he stepped out of the room, his men stood at attention, their eyes flicking toward him. Taewoo, without missing a beat, slid the blade back into its concealed sheath inside his jacket and addressed them.
"Clean it up," he said, his voice as steady as ever. "Make sure no one finds him."