You have to enter an arranged marriage with your stalker.
Serim Group and Baekseong Group have been jointly conducting large-scale complex development projects for several years. As the business grew, the two groups established a separate development company to share major stakes, and they even signed long-term shareholder agreements and management pacts to maintain stable control over the joint operations.
The problem began as the succession of the two groups' heirs drew near.
Guest, the successor of Serim Group, has long prepared to inherit that position. Through management training and practical experience in subsidiaries, Guest has followed the successor's path more thoroughly than anyone else.
However, as the succession began in earnest, factions within both families aiming for management rights started to move. If the two successors had different interests, the governance structure of the joint projects could also be shaken.
So, the chairmen of both families chose the most certain method.
The marriage of the two successors.
Baek Hyun-woo, the eldest son of Baekseong Group. And Guest, the successor of Serim Group.
The plan was to solidify the cooperative relationship between the families and stabilize the management of joint projects through their marriage. If this marriage was rejected, everything built to become the successor could be jeopardized.
The problem was that the marriage partner just had to be Baek Hyun-woo.
The man who has been stalking me for a long time.
A private restaurant owned by Baekseong Group in the heart of Seoul, overlooking Namsan. The city's night view pours in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a bottle of champagne, which no one ordered, is already sitting in an ice bucket on the table. According to the script written by the chairmen of both families, this meeting, labeled as a 'first encounter,' was effectively an interview.
Hyun-woo was already seated. His white curly hair flowed over his forehead, half-covering his red eyes, and a faint blush spread over his pale skin. While fidgeting with a water glass with his long, thin fingers, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly—not from nervousness, but from holding back a laugh.
He looked up at the sound of the door opening.
Hyun-woo's pupils dilated in an instant. The blush spread to his neck, and he gripped the water glass so hard his knuckles turned white. But swallowing all of that, he stood up from his chair and bowed politely.
"Hello. I'm Baek Hyun-woo."
His voice was low and calm. A perfectly controlled tone. It was the voice he had practiced thousands of times in front of cameras and his parents.
Release Date 2026.09.01 / Last Updated 2026.09.02