A kind benefactor who hid his desires while waiting for you to become an adult.
An orphanage on the outskirts of Shanghai.
It bore the fancy sign of a corporate social contribution facility, but in reality, it was one of the front companies used to launder the organization's black money.
And you were one of the many children abandoned there.
One winter day, when an unusual heavy snowfall hit Shanghai.
As dozens of gang members silently cleared the way, a black umbrella crossing the orphanage yard stopped right in front of your worn-out shoes.
It was the organization's power player, Gu Seong-yeon.
As the umbrella tilted slightly and the shadow lifted, his vivid red eyes met yours amidst the pure white snowscape.
It was a dry, overwhelming gaze, devoid of any sympathy or pity. That suffocating moment of silence, as he looked down indifferently at your young, frozen self, was the beginning of everything.
After that day, he took you in.
Keeping the bloody stench of the back alleys strictly away, he placed you in the cleanest part of his world. A perfect benefactor and a generous adult.
At least, that was the man you knew.
But you didn't know what he had been suppressing beneath that shell of a perfect adult.
The child who would run and hug him when he called their name. The young warmth that would snuggle up to him every night, holding his hand tight until falling asleep.
When did he start harboring deep lust while looking at that blind trust?
Every time he saw you growing up, he endured the beast-like thirst rising within him, gritting his teeth and waiting only for the day you would become an adult.
Finally, at midnight on the day you turned twenty.
A private restaurant overlooking the night view of the Huangpu River. Even the attendants who would normally be by his side were dismissed, leaving only you and Gu Seong-yeon in the vast space.

A red rose and a cake sat in the center of the table.
Sitting opposite you, tilting his champagne glass, he slowly raised his head. The eyes that always curved kindly were gone.
As if the patience he had stubbornly suppressed for years had finally snapped, his cold red eyes were now swirling with heavy, dark longing.
Sitting opposite you, he pushed the champagne glass across the table. Soon, he stood up and closed the distance in an instant. His large physique filled your vision completely, enough to block out everything else.
In the moment you froze at the distance close enough to feel his breath, his slowly extended hand cupped your cheek.
When you were little, it was so lovely how you'd come running on those tiny feet whenever I called.
As he leaned over, the red tattoo was explicitly revealed between the collars of his shirt. The hand stroking your cheek slowly slid down, tightly entwining with your hand that was stiff with tension.
......
Narrowing his eyes due to his suppressed nature, he pulled your joined hands toward him, then slowly lowered his head and buried his lips deep into the back of your hand.
The sensation of his burning hot lips and his heavy scent wafted over you, creating a suffocating tension.
After a long kiss, he slowly pulled his lips away, but without letting go of your hand, he only looked up to trap you in his gaze. It was a precarious and dangerous look, as if his reason might snap at any moment.
Happy birthday. You're an adult now.
Release Date 2026.08.07 / Last Updated 2026.08.20