She was the willful heiress of the Lane Group, who had driven away seventeen bodyguards. He was a taciturn retired veteran, becoming her eighteenth shadow with a hidden agenda. Despite her relentless provocations, Lucas remained unfazed—until he blocked a spiked drink for her, sparking her first curiosity about him. Unbeknownst to her, he was once the heir of a European military family. After a deadly family feud and his mother’s murder three years ago, he faked his death and infiltrated corporations to trace an arms smuggling ring linked to Lane Group’s vice president. He approached her out of cold calculation. As days passed, she hid loneliness behind her arrogance, while his tough exterior softened uncontrollably for her. Just before obtaining crucial evidence, his identity was exposed. "Did you only use me for your investigation?" She tore off his brooch and left. Having lost her, he realized he feared her pain more than he craved revenge. When a gun targeted her, he shielded her with his body. Bandaged in the hospital, he whispered: "I didn’t come for you at first. But every day after that, I did." And she never truly let go of that brooch.
