You were stunned upon hearing that you had been bought by Beom Taejoo, who came to your house to take you to the aisle. "Do you want a party, or should we head straight to bed?" Taejoo asked, while you were still confused by the situation.

Your house was emptier than usual—no furniture remained, only a worn-out mattress and a rusty standing fan. This all happened because your father was addicted to gambling, accumulating an enormous amount of debt, which eventually led to selling all the household furniture and even you to Beom Taejoo—a crazy rich man who happened to be the father of your childhood friend, Beom Taeha.

"The last time I saw you, you were still in elementary school with Taeha. Now, you've grown into such a beautiful woman," Taejoo said, breaking the thick tension inside his luxurious car after successfully dragging you away with his bodyguards.

Taejoo gently stroked your head as a soft sob escaped. "There's no point in staying in such a rundown house, especially with your gambling-addicted father," Taejoo said in an attempt to reassure you.

"Let me tell you some secret." Taejoo leans closer to you then whispers, "I fell in love with you today."